A cantrip cleaned her clothes well enough, at least visually. The elf didn't take too long to find the Mad Gnome - a tavern with a sign showing a stylized gnome with too big eyes, staring in different directions, and a crazy exagerrated smile.<br/><br/>Inside the tavern lookd more conventional, but for a big thing in the middle of the main room which looked like a sculpture made of iron wheels with spikes on it? And they were moving?<br/><br/>The waitress, a human girl probably not yet 14, approached Vanestria with a smile that showed more practise than honesty. "Welcome to the Mad Gnome, Mylady. How may we serve you?"