| Artemis the Hunter. Ch.1, A New Face
"We have arrived. Now get yourself up on deck and lets keep this as civil as possible." snapped the mean looking Imperial Gaurd.
A young Bosmer adolescent rose from her hammock to follow the the Imperial. She was beautiful, but poor looking in her rough, cream colored shirt and brown pants. Her gait was confident and quick, as well as silent. When she climbed out of the hatch and went to identifie herself to the Gaurd, the man could not help but eye the bow that she held with a little bit of nervousness. She handled that bow like she was born with it in her hand. It was made out of a silvery steel that he could not identify. An old, rusty sabre hung out from her belt. | 
Linear Mode
