Kalina sighed with relief at coming into view of Riften. It'd been a long hard travel from Riverwood to Riften. All to look for some old man. Grumbling slightly to herself she urged Shadow, her black stallion, over to the stables before dismounting.

"Easy, boy," she murmured as he snorted and shook his head. "I know you don't like the smell of this place. Believe me, neither do I." The Imperial woman wrinkled her nose at the smell of the city. Her inner wolf didn't exactly relish the smells, but this was where Delphine had said she could find Esbern the one person who would hopefully know what in the name of Oblivion was going on with the dragons. Giving the horse one last stroke on his nose she turned towards the gates leading into the stinkpot of a city.

"Halt!", called out one of the guards. Obediently pausing Kalina looked at the guard, "You have to pay a visitor tax before entering the city."

"A visitor's tax really?", scorn ran thick through her voice. "This sounds more like a shakedown to me."

The guard scowled at the newcomer. "Keep your voice down! Fine, just let me unlock the gate." True to his word the guard turned around and unlocked the gate allowing Kalina to walk through. Though if she'd know what Riften held for her, maybe she wouldn't have entered the city at all.