Slowly Going Nowhere (Open)

[Anna Winter-Wolf]

Anna wasn't entirely sure where she was going, nor did she really care. As long as she was out in the fresh air, anywhere seemed golden. Traveling alone was kind of lonely, but she didn't let it bother her too much. Maybe she'd bump into somebody she knew along the way? It wasn't likely, especially since she didn't really know anybody outside of Markarth and Jorrvaskr. The more Anna thought about it, the more pathetic she felt, but she laughed anyways. Sometimes, it was kind of difficult to suppress her "girly" feelings... but she couldn't help but wonder if she truly was wasting her life away by pretending to be some mighty warrior... Marriage wasn't the center of her life by any means, but she certainly wasn't getting any younger. Most of the few girls she had befriended back home were already married and had children of their own. It really made her think though. She was slowly going nowhere.

After awhile of walking and thinking, Anna came to the conclusion that she would just let nature take it's course. If she was meant to meet a man and get married, it would happen. If not, well, she was okay with that too. The more and more she thought about it, the more stupid she felt. Why was she thinking about all of this stupid stuff... it wasn't important. With a sigh, Anna readjusted the strap that held her battleaxe and kept on walking. At least it was still a decent evening, the sun had began to set, the stars were starting to appear amongst the dark blue sky... Anna loved the Skyrim sky, it was so beautiful, interesting, and mesmerizing. It never failed to make her smile, even on the worst, most rainy days. Even if it seemed kind of petty, it was still something she loved.

Once the sun had drifted below the mountain ridge, Anna decided to make up a little camp for the night. She found a decent spot underneath a little cliff. There had been some wolves there recently, she could smell them, but they wouldn't likely come around her. Ever since Anna had become a werewolf, animals seemed to avoid her like the plague, which was rather nice when it came to walking and sleeping. The only thing she really had to fear was a dragon, but one wouldn't likely see her if she sat underneath the shelter of the shallow cave.

First, she took off her supply pack and set it on the ground. Then, Anna took off her Dwarven helmet and shook out her long, red hair then set it to the side. Sleeping in her heavy armor definitely wouldn't be comfortable, but she waited until after she made a little fire before she took off all her armor. Anna always wore her regular clothes underneath her armor, so she wouldn't just be sitting there without anything on. Anna unrolled her bed roll and dug around in her bag for something to eat. She had a bit of bread and some cheese, so she ate a bit of both for dinner. Then, she smelled something and heard a faint sound... Her instincts suddenly kicked in and her gaze turned on the land before her. She reached for her battleaxe, just in case.

[Duke]

Duke raised his left arm while he walked, checking the upper arm and feeling out the soreness of the muscles there. There was a slight soreness, but over all it had recovered quite nicely, and it made him smile.

Two days ago, the Breton had fallen down a mountain side when he'd thought he could 'take a shortcut' climbing down. He'd badly broken his left humerus as a result, so badly that his upper arm had deformed slightly due to the impact and the angle of the now broken bone. It had been very painful to set the bone and then hold it there while his body healed, rapid though it may have been. But now it was fully healed and that was what really mattered.

He was new in Skyrim, and despite the rough mountain descent, he was already enjoying himself. Snow was infrequent in many places he'd visited, but it seemed to be in a great abundance here. Normally you'd have to travel up a mountain to get to snow, but in Skyrim he could just walk somewhere and he'd find it. It was quite neat, really.

Now all he needed to find was somewhere to stay for the night. He had been walking for a while without much direction at all and met no one aside from some mangy wolves that had tried to eat him. But hold on now, what's this? Smoke? A camp fire was horrendously easy to spot at night, even from a distance. And Duke had spotted one slightly to his left. With nothing to lose and everything to gain, he started toward the campfire, wondering who it belonged to and if they would get along.