Even though the weather didn't seem to shift, the pack eventually moved on to finally reach the city of Thorn. As soon as they laid their eyes upon it, they were beholden by a great walled town rivaling the Imperial City itself in aesthetic design. Even though it was nowhere near as big, it was teeming with vegetation against the white walls framed by the backdrop of the sky and the endless ocean behind it. As they walked through the gate, they found themselves slowing down as they constantly looked up and around at the various decorations that seemed to flow around the buildings like a storm of leaves and petals frozen in place.

In their mostly Morrowind-style city attire, the pack stood out against who appeared to be the local populace, even though a great many wore a variety of styles as Meesei mentioned. Indeed, Ariel in particular still had her modified robe and looked somewhat dilapidated. They had all been traveling for a long time, however, so there wasn't much they could really do to about it.

"Everyone I can see is wearing silks," Janius pointed out, needing to raise his voice over the chatter of the crowds, "I'd bet that'd be a far better material for this climate." He looked to Meesei in particular, knowing that she was not used to the city, "However, I think our first priority should be to find an inn and book rooms. If there is a festival on, we might have trouble finding enough free rooms with all the visitors."

"He's right, if we don't find rooms, the inns will be filled to the brim by nightfall," Fendros added.