Crouching slowly towards the inn she left her beloved forest, forced by a hungry stomach and the rugged state of her gear she was in desperate need of money. Her fur was all dirty and covered in leaves, the pouring rain outside doing no good to whatever she might look like. She needed to shapeshift back to her humanoid appearance, as she tried to scrape of some dirt on the doorframe of the tavern. Her claws suddenly sank deep into the brittle wood upon hearing  the crowd going mad inside. A chair flew out just above her head, crashing down in the pouring rain on the dirted ground. She sniffed the air and decided it would be best to sneak inside, whilst still being catform. She didn't wanted to be late, and seeing the mess inside as she looked around the corner, it would be far easier to manoeuvre herself around the wooden bars on the ceiling, that held the whole house together for support.<br/><br/>Without any further thought she jumped gracefully high above the crowd, trying to duck and avoid any more wooden chairs and tables being thrown into the air. She reached her destination quite quickly and jumped her lean body up the stairs, twisting around as she crawled over the balustrades.<i>Now where was that room... Room 42 as it said in the add..</i><br/><br/>She saw an open door and the smell of fish that made her stomach even rumble more then it already did...<i>Hmmm... the slithering appearance of a naga</i>She saw him entering the room, giving her the opportunity to crouch quietly behind him, hoping her appearance would go unnoticed as the naga himself made a big impression on the group... Watching the whole ordeal from a corner in the room she jumped up quietly and lied down on the wooden bars again, from here she could see everyone entering, and whoever might be entering the room could see her too. She went however not entirely unnoticed, as her tail slipped from the wood and swung gently in the air.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>