<div class="floatright">(http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/5104/trianna.jpg)</div><br/>A good hour before noon, Trianna arrived in the Cloud District of Whiterun, dressed in simple leathers with most of her clothes covered by a thick bear cloak.  The easy weapon to spot, and what marked her as an adventurer, was the long elven bow and quiver laying ready for use upon her back.  Trianna rarely wore armor, mostly because she'd yet had the necessity for it; few of her targets so far had been able to reach her in time to even make the attempt to respond in kind.<br/><br/>She took the time to adjust to the area, getting to know some of the nearby people, judging the cost of a room at the inn and preparing herself to once again step into the boots of an adventurer.  The Night Mother had not been very busy of late, and there had been few sins for her to baptize over the last few weeks.  This was pleasant in its own way, but it didn't allow her the opportunity to fill her coin purse as deeply as she preferred.  Hopefully this new situation would rectify matters.