The Elder Scrolls: Civil War » Places

         A rather short bosmer stood out from behind a light pole in Shya's way. She grinned and nodded at the Nord in greeting.

"Greetings! Is there any way in which I could be of assistants?" She widened her stance, taking up a good majority of the walkway. Her hands rested on her curved hips, and the dark leather cloak she wore wafted in the breeze. Suddenly, shock filled her face as the rest of the party looked at her in confusion. "Oh! Forgive me! I am Willow Blurbranch." She announced, holding out her slender gloved hand to the Nordic warrior. "Pleased to meet you all. I just arrived here myself and have no idea as to where we are headed. I may or may not have been slipped a bit of skooma from some friendly argonians whilst I was visiting Black Marsh, leaving my brain a bit..scattered. It should clear up soon, but....Oh dear I'm rambling aren't I." She retrieved her hand, chewing nervously on the metal of her glove. Her eyes looked at the others and back to the nord before she whispered to her "I think i'll just shut up now.."