You make it out and have a fresh breeze press against your mostly bare skin. Everyone scoffing at your horrid outfit, saying you look like a slut and other complements. As you walk, you notice the town is mixed with elves and humans, each going about their day and praying to their various gods and goddesses. You pass by a few stalls, a man selling some fresh fruit. A blonde human women selling holy symbols. An elvish man selling furs and meat from the things he hunted that previous morning. And eventually you make it to the square.<br/><br/>The town square had a large tree out the center of it, it apparently being the oldest thing in the town and blessed or something, people standing around it and praying too their nature goddess, mostly elves on that aspect. You finally see the Tavern, which is much more crowded then that pesky Inn. It seemed to be filled with mostly travleres, eating, drinking, making lewd jokes! Easily about 30 people in there.