Bluff your way in

Your mind works furiously, trying to come up with a reason for the guard to let you in the city, until finally you have a plausible story.

I... i'm part of the caravan inside the city. I've got separated from the convoy when ..... my master..... sent me on an errand," you stutter out.

The elf looks at you coldly and says nothing. His long face is fixed in a scowl but looks somewhat thoughtful to your story.

" Nobody not even a human would be caught dead in your state unless their a ****," he spits out. His eyes narrowing in disgust at your clothing. "You have an odor that stinks worse than how your kind smells naturally."

Your face flushes in shame and embarrassment and you've had to resist the urge to talk back to the snobby elf. Your mission can't be delayed because you can't handle an insult and because what the elf says is true. Your filthy clothing is torn from wear and tear, several large gashes throughout revealing inches of your curvaceous skin to view. One gash is barely inches away from exposing your breasts to everyone's sight. Also days of hiking has left you with a rancid smell that almost makes you tear at the smell. Hopefully you can get a bath inside the city

"Hum, i suppose your story checks out. I seem to recall that one of the traders mentioning losing a ****." The elf nods and motions you forward. Turning he orders that the gate opened.

"Follow me, i will take you to where your caravan is. I expect a reward from your master for going out of my way to do this, ****."

You grimace and realize that your plan has lead to an unforeseen problem. You didn't expect the elf to escort you. How are you going to get out of this ?