She made her way into the small town with ease, keeping to the shadows, and remaining unnoticed. She had a close call with a few of the beasts, lurking in those same shadows, but her keen senses alerted her to the potential dangers, before running directly into them.<br/><br/>It wasn't hard to find the inn; it was one of the largest buildings in the town, and centrally located, identified by the mug of frothing beer on the sign hanging above the entrance. Aside from the stench of undeath, and the coppery smell of blood, though, no other unusual scents availed her.