for @Cancer
The afternoon was drab with a small breeze biting her nose with the chill of winter. She had made it so far and while she was looking a bit lean, her spirits were still high. Most of the time. There was a certain boredom that came with loneliness. She had teetered very closely to accepting Morganna's offer but she had gotten distracted by other pretty landforms before getting herself off track altogether. What a mess she was. An adventuring mess.
Artionis strolled at a casual pace making it obvious to anything or one she was in no rush. It was hard to be in a rush when you didn't know where you were or where you were going. At least in the end of her journies, it would all make for a very good story.