Talia had lost track of time. She didn't dare sleep for too long because of the head injury the bandits that had attempted to rob had dealt. She is tired and lost in a forest, her horse about ready to pass out from exhaustion as well. She looks up to to see a castle at the base of the mountain that she remembered seeing in the distance a few days back. She's stopped by a guard at the gate of the castle.<br/><br/>"I seek shelter for the night and stabling for my mount. I am a healer, and will gladly work for my keep. If it not to much to ask of the lord or the lady of the house." She dips her head a little bit, her dark green woolen cloak hiding the fact that she's an elf.