Mildred
For a city named Dawnstar, it may seem fitting at first that the sun is on the horizon. Except, it's setting, not rising. The intense dusk wind pushes clouds across the sky at alarming rates. Snow will start coming down soon, almost certainly. The loud ocean waves are crashing repeatedly into the port and its ships.
Daniel
Following the road, a small figure crests the hill guarding the city.

The feminine shape of her silhouette makes it clear that she is a she, even though the hood of her robe obscures her face. Over her mage garb, which is definitely a college uniform, she is cloaked in a gray overcoat of sorts. However, despite all of the layers, her arms are crossed in front of her chest. The wind is tossing the fabric of her clothing up and down like the waves of the ocean further ahead, as well dark strands of hair which have gotten loose from her hood.

She pauses in her tracks. The sight of the capital makes her eyes light up. Her breath is visible in the air as a relieved sigh comes out, along with an inaudible invocation. While keeping her gaze ahead on the city and the horizon ahead of it as best as she can, she averts her head to prevent the wind from blowing her hood down to her shoulders. Then, she continues along the thoroughfare into the city. She's heading straight for the Windpeak Inn.
Janet
A ship docks at the pier with a thud, and an argonian sitting on a barrel climbs aboard, helping the sailors unload their goods, it seems the sailors recognize him and make small talk with him. He shakes the captain's hand and steps back on the pier, he makes his way back into the city, looking quite tired from a long day at work, he takes a swig from a hollowed gourd he has tied to his waist
Daniel
The young mage reaches the porch of the Windpeak Inn. Feeling as though she's in the clear, she turtles up a bit and bows her head down. She does this in order to put her hood between the air and her skin as much as she can. Unfortunately, it also prevents her from seeing in front of herself. She knows this, but assumes it isn't an issue since there's no one between herself and the door. Except, there is.

She steps up onto the porch and then blindly continues across it, winding up in a classic collision with the argonian.

"Gah!" She gasps, startled. She raises her hood away from her eyes. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" She apologizes profusely.
Janet
He takes a step back after the woman bumps into him, "Oh! Sorry miss, didn't see you there!" He says, then chuckles, the chuckle would be comforting if not for the fact that the argonian was very brutish looking