The nearness of the town made Valen feel a little more comfortable, but at the same time, she felt a bit uncertain how things would go from there. Frowning, she contemplated on how to enter the town unseen, unheard. That would take some effort to hide her presence, or alternatively to find a way to enter without drawing resemblance to the elf.<br/><br/>She did have one idea, but she didn't quite like it. Mainly because of how many things could go wrong with it. Wondering on how to pull the move off safely, she looked at the bound goblin and then at the horse, and at her clothes she was wearing. Part of it, like the clothes and the horse, could be idenfied as belonging to the mage. The goblin would definitely raise questions. Dryad going on the nude, at the other hand, would face different kind of trouble.<br/><br/>Not to mention if the goblin woman woke and got loose, she might cause more trouble still. Even flee with the horse and his belongings, maybe go as far as to take the bones with her if Valen left them and the bag near the horse too. That was all too many ifs there. This was not going to end up well most likely. Frowning, she silently undressed, bunching the clothes on over the goblin then. Trying to make the goblin a bundle of cloth before her and hide her so, using the cloak on top of it all before moving ahead at the gates.<br/><br/>She was intent on trying to just ride past leisurely, and any guards that would look, she'd focus a<em>stunning glance</em>at them to make it past the entrance. After that, it'd take a short ride to to reach the brothel. Hopefully they would be willing to call Sharille to her.