Maydine gave the man a strange look. She wondered how an execution in a small town like this would find a travelling stranger. She shrugged her shoulders softly. He clearly had other important things on his mind right now. Maybe once the execution was over she'd get a chance to ask him where he was headed to. Anywhere would be better than this small town, and clearly the man she was looking for wasn't here. It had been easy to talk to pretty much everyone in the town in the few days she had been there.<br/><br/>She looked up as the door to the Inn opened once more. The cold wind whipped through the room blowing her robes up and running across her legs. The stranger who had sat near her was focused on the new arrival to the inn. She couldn't blame him. It was rare to see a high elf in a city like this. It was rare to see a high elf in any part of Skyrim really. She'd grown up in the college hearing stores about their magical abilities. The rumors were that even the most lowly of Altmer could cast spells well beyond other races. Maydine had always wanted to see what wonderful things they could do. She'd be sure to keep an eye on this one while she had the chance.<br/><br/>She had her tome open in front of her still, but her eyes were too busy darting about the room at the many strangers in the inn. It wasn't strange for an execution to bring people from neighboring cities. She even heard rumors that a famous leader of the rebellion was going to be the star attraction. She didn't know much about the rebellion herself. Everyone seemed to have an opinion about it though.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>