The smell is of course Cludig's musky fragrance, but too bad for you guys she's so used to it that she's unaware.

She fiddles with her hair and checks to make sure her possessions are still secure in it's tangles. "I came from the Flagrent Marsh. The local humans called it 'Death-Howl Swamp'." She pauses thinking on how others might perceive it given the title. "Oh, but don't let the name fool you it, uh, wasn't very noisy."