The elven lad leads the characters out of the forest, through a worren of paths and caves until they find them selves outside of the Head Master's tower. The little boy continues to lead you out of the college proper, throught he gates and into the lower city. He then heads to the dock and tells the group that they are going to catch a 'lift' on one of the gysers to the upper city.
Hopping on a small boat, it is guided by an oarsman to a specific part of the dock, and then the group feels a constant presure under the boat, and once more they feel the same sensation that the felt when the griffons took off, as the ground shoots away below them. The accent slows and stops near a bridge, some 70 stories up, and the little boy calmly hops off. "Quickly, the Gyster's have limits to the ammount of time that they can maintain the necessary pressure."
Once off, the group is then shown to an elvish inn, with exquisite marble collums, and shining quarts walls, that would have surely caught the suns rays if they were present. As it was, the fairy fire that outlined the doorways and windows, seemed to bring out the blue in the walls.
Once inside, the inn is quite, with a commons room only a quarter full. All of the individualls in the inn seemed to be elves except for a gnome, by himselfin the corner. The little elven child runs to the innkeeper, and giving innkeeper a hug says to him "These are the ones. Remember, rooms close together, and attached!" HTe elven innkeeper rubbs the lads head and looks up to the party.
"Your rooms are already set up. There are three, two for the men and one for the female. They are attached so that if you need to talk with one another, you'll have access to eachother's rooms. Please, come to the private dining room that I have prepared for you and we can see that you are fead."