Apparently he wasn't the most pleasant smelling at the moment as the innkeeper first mentioned the supposed legendary hot-baths and well-renowned washing services, to which he gave an unrestrained sigh, and reluctantly accepted as he quickly smelt his clothing, they still strong smelt of grass from yesterday's incident with him rolling around in the dirt. Accepting the woman's suggestion, she gave him the directions and off he went.
Now out in public with his grass stained clothing, he made his way to the washers first who would apparently be supplying him with a spare set of clothing that he'd return after going to the baths with a small fee of course, as he didn't have a spare set of clothing with him as it was all back either in Era town in the barracks or he had left behind at his Myra town manor.