Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141118002730/@comment-25127382-20141123064253

Setsuna was still wandering the plains around Whiterun, observing any interesting sights. She lost interest in everything judt quickly as she gained, though.

She knealt down an picked a Dragon's Tongue, spinning it in her hand, observing it from every angel, before it instantly withered in her hand, and she crushed it to dust with her tight grip.

She decided to go to Rorikstead, and so headed east, going through the town of Greymoor in the process. When she got to Greymoor, she decided to just walk around for a while.

(Random six year old walking around on her own in mercenary/assassinlike armour. Not suspicious at all.)