The wood elf walked away from the group and headed down the stairs towards the baths. She'd never been good at cooperating with people, and she wouldn't be likely to try to cooperate with a dark elf. Hell, she was blessed; she probably didn't even need the two. They probably weren't trained in any form of combat, even. She soon found the baths, where she began to undress herself. A warm bath might help her temper a bit, or at least make her less tense.