As much as it irked her, Oratha decided it was best to avoid any other encounter with the cultists.  If her escape as genuine, it was unlikely they'd ever give her another such chance.  She end up with a dagger in her heart, or in some far worse fate.  But her other options?  A decision on that front was harder.  She could only last so long outside, and any journey would be a challenge without her boots.<br/><br/>The thought of stealing some clothes from the farm crossed her mind, but was quickly banished as shame rose within her.  She was a Paladin!  Not a thief!  Adversary was not an excuse for lawlessness!  So that option was off the table.  That left asking for help, or sneaking back to the Inn.  She chose the latter.<br/><br/>She moved carefully, avoiding areas that would be rough on her feet, and avoiding well-travelled paths as much as possible.  Her hope was to arrive back at the city after dark, and to sneak to her Inn during the early hours of the morning.  It wouldn't be easy, and it wasn't her skillset, but it was the only option that she could bear to take.