Barbara
*Tanare had been on a rough journey. Having found that the nords were clearly out pricing him at all of the gates legally, he took matters into his own hands. With it not being the easiest to get a job under the aldmeri dominion, he decided to make his own path. He had finally gotten all of the supplies needed to climb through the mountains, and went for it. All his life he had only climbed trees, rocks were new. It had been a week since he started the journey. He had gotten lost a few times and had gotten some slight frostbite, though he was careful and methodical, using the notes he had taken from others to help him nurse his hands back to health. Finally he made it to the other side of the mountains, starting his way down. He found relief seeing green trees and grass far in the distance, from his impression all of Skyrim was freezing cold and covered with snow, or at least cold enough to produce snow most of the time. He finally made it down to some strange ruins. Tanare had never seen Nordic ruins before, everything was new to him. He looked over it in amazement as he wandered into these ruins. Seeing the house like structure Tanare assumed it would be warmer inside of it, or at least out of the cold numbing wind he had been enduring. He made it inside and shut the heavy door behind himself, setting his backpack down and sitting against a wall with a sigh of relief. He decided to wait a minute before making a fire, he needed some time to breathe and warm his hands a little first.*
Harry
*From the looks of it... Someone had already been here. Remnants of a meal, a map, a whetstone. It served as a home for an adventurer. A warrior. The sound of a horse approached, and someone dismounted, before entering the building, blade drawn.*

"Talk."

*It was simple, but his voice made it intimidating. Pure ashy dunmer rasp. He was dressed as an ordinator, but his helmet was damaged, a blind eye could be seen in the missing chunk. His sword was pure black, glowing a faint red, pointed right at Tanare.*
Barbara
*Tanare looked over the blade terrified. He was in no condition to fight. He was hungry, running low on what food he had brought with him. He looked over the armor briefly before bringing his eyes up to the helmet. He struggled to formal some words, speaking in gel briefly before stopping himself. He took a deep breath and spoke in cyrodiilic.*

"H-Hello, I'm sorry if I'm intruding. I've never gone long in the cold b-before... This was the first house like structure I have seen in a while."
Harry
*He looked him up and down, before easing off his blade, sheathing it.*

"Not my place anyway."

*He removed his Ordinator helmet, and let his hair down. The broken part of the helmet matched a large burn on his face. He walked by him looking him over before sitting by the fire with him silently.*
Barbara
"Do you have any spare food? I'm almost out of mine.."

*Tanare was worried about food. He had found himself having difficulties hunting in the mountains bordering southern skyrim. What he was able to catch was small, nothing big that could feem him long. He was really hoping that this man whoever he was had spare food. He held his hands out towards the fire, occasionally rubbing them together to help keep them warm.*
Harry
*He checked his pack before tossing over what was essentially a saltrice burrito or sushi roll. It was a piece of rabbit wrapped in saltrice.*

"Warm it up, warm yourself up first. You're straight from Black Marsh, i can tell.*
Barbara
"Thanks.. And yeah, left home little over a year ago. Where are you from?"

*Tanare took it and set it down on his lap before he continued warming himself with the fire. His shivering was slowing down as he warmed up.*