Mylanna stood at the window, looking out to the Moonbridge, a shimmering bridge made of magic.  She had been through the city, albeit a bit more quickly than your average tourist.  The city was beautiful, a work of art, and way too crowded for her liking.  She had served many caravans over the past 2 decades, little more than a breath in the life of an elf.  Now she would not only be lead scout, but she would have others beneath her.  It mattered little to her what race or gender the chosen scouts were... she would complete any training she felt they lacked.  For now though, that was far away, and what most concerned her was having open sky and walls of trees around her.<br/><br/>She was not truly claustrophobic, she just did not take to city life.  In one manner or another, more than half her life had been spent out of doors, or with little more than a roof above her.  She could smell the tavern below, the rose-hips used in their soaps, the smell of the smoke and the many varieties of food served here.  It was the city, and the many people that dwelt here that made her feel closed in, and it was making her more anxious by the minute.  The room was her's whether she chose to sleep here or not, and she saw no reason to stay here any longer.  Taking up her gear, she slipped past the door, locking it behind her, and headed downstairs.<br/><br/>Arriving downstairs, the room was crowded, and the many varied scents were almost over powering to her keen sense of smell.  By the time she reached the exit she felt almost ill, quickly pushing past a few patrons to take her leave post haste.  Arriving outside, she took a few steps to the side of the doors and leaned her back against the wall. She stayed there for a long moment, just breathing, trying to clear the scents from her nostrils, her eyes closed.  Finally clearing the overwhelming scents, she opens her eyes and pushes off of the wall.  Her path is as straight and true as the arrows in her quiver... the Moonbridge.  She needed to get out of the city, out into the forest, out where she could find peace.  She would have time to collect herself before she had to return to meet the incoming scouts, time to find her inner peace.