The light filters through the lead glass windows of the inn, casting interesting geometric shadows on the cobbles.

[Elsuare looks from side to side unsure which direction to head and finally speaks to a passerby asking directions to find the warriors of light. Satisfieds with the response he heads in the indicated direction taking in the surroundings as he goes]

Those passers by with a more accute ear notice he is mumbling an unknown song as he goes "See the little goblin, see his his little feet, see his little nosey wosey, isn't the goblin sweet, blaargh." He shakes his head "Damn song!" and walks on in silence.