I walked through the inn with determined steps, but the worry of not being able to freshen up nagged at me. I approached the counter, where the man behind it stood, a tired but welcoming smile on his face. I thought I might be able to ask the question discreetly.
But before I could open my mouth, he seemed to guess my thoughts, for he added in a calm tone:"The rooms are equipped with bathtubs, but as for showers, alas, that's a luxury reserved for larger cities. If you wish to relax after your journey, the bathtub should suffice."
A slight sigh escaped my lips, a little disappointed by the lack of a shower, but the prospect of several baths to rid myself of the accumulated blood and sweat gave me back some courage. However, another question crossed my mind: my clothes. I couldn't really put them back on after a bath in that state… I grimaced.
I turned to the man at the counter, a little embarrassed. "Do you have something for washing clothes?" I asked, hoping for a quick solution.
