<strong>Chance</strong><br/><br/>She undressed, pausing to tip one of the temple attendants to have her clothes washed and pressed as she dropped her pack and armor into the storeage locker and adding her blades and bow on top. Taking the key she hung it from her locket and headed into the baths for a soak, and to put the offered soap towel to work.<br/><br/>Whistling a folk ditty, she wrapped the offered towel around her chest and headed in. She might even set up shop here for a while, look into the area and get the lay of the land for the prince. Odds were she could find something of interest, be it that wolf skin rugs sell well here or such.