"Elune adora."  Silven muttered and redressed in his equipment before moving down the path and heading out of the Alliance town.  He had, had enough of the place to last one life time and seeing now that Kynrind was going out of her way to over protect her sister and herself.  He wondered what he could do; stopping at the portal that lead away from the place, his head turned back toward the city.  Maybe he could work this to his advantage.  He began making his way back and stopped on a bench sitting there for a moment and drinking another of the transformation potions that allowed him to stay as he was.  He carefully picked out the thoughts that needed to be there and tied them together along with a plan to either seperate them or get them out of the city.<br/><br/>Rubbing his hands together for a little bit of warmth he looked up toward the sky and could see no signs of what time of day it was by it.  He merely resigned to the strange place and stretched out on the bench wondering what his horde breathen were doing and what they would think of him now.  Sighing at that, he supposed he needed to find lodging and made his way to the nearest inn to do so.