Melvos retreats off to a corner and rinses and scrubs himself off vigorously, attempting to clean off the stench. He is mostly successful, but regrets not having a cake of soap with him.
Lorelin announces that he has a magical means of cleaning those of a rather fragrant disposition, and Melvos steps right up, and so do the rest of those distastefully desecrated.
A spell is cast and magical energies purge the people of the layers of splattered filth [in Melvos' case, it is more a matter of removing a non soluble film]. The party appears to be clean (and actually is, but in this room your nose would never know the difference).
What now?
buzzard