It was easy to slip, unseen, out of the basement of the inn; it had gone dark not long before, the last patron dragging himself to bed, as the staff shut down, before she slipped outside. The night air seemed to buzz with potential, and there were quite a few places she could head towards. She could make her way towards the seedier parts of town - Cedrik had avoided those, and warned her away from them. She could make her way towards the town center; while this inn shut down relatively early, focused mainly on providing a room for guests and a hearty meal, there were plenty of taverns still open for hours yet, with drunken, rowdy guests. Or she might explore the higher-class sections of the city, where the wealthy and powerful lived. All of this, of course, assuming that she didn't have a more specific destination already in mind!