Blythe made Crescent run as fast as the wind to escape the guards pursuing her. They jumped over fences, ran over hills and dales. Finally they reached a town and rushed to the first three story in they saw. Quietly Blythe put her warhorse in a stall, and changed while hidden by her loyal mare. Creamy blouse on, and breeches snugly pulled on, she walked out of the stall to drop a copped into the stable boy's hand.

Briskly she walked into the inn and went to find someone who appeared to be a barmaid or serving girl. Speaking quickly she explained her predicament, or a version of it. "I am a lady, running from some men. I need a place to stay in complete secrecy. I am quite sure this fine establishment can provide that." She looked curiously around the common room and noticed an elf sitting alone at a table. Blythe reminded herself to go speak with her when her room and board had been taken care of.