"WHAT DO YOU MEAN LEFT?!" she yells at the poor innkeeper her hands having a firm grip on his apron as she hauls him foreward over the counter. "and where.. pray tell.. did they ?" She sighs deeply and his eyes immediately goes down to her armour cleavage to watch that happens with such a deep breath and she again for the umpteen time curses her lecherous father. "HEY!! EYES UP HERE!" There is a general snicker in the room before she shoots an angry glare that silences them.<br/><br/>"Well Miss they kinda went down the road with the wago" she rolls her eyes and interrupts "well no kidding you cretin!! Where else would they go?! FLY OVER THE WALLS?!" her temper starting to boil over and the urge to start breaking legs was growing. Enough that she had to endure the last hours of people staring because she was wearing the enchanted armour her father had made, while giving very good protection it leaves a lot to be desired modesty wise.<br/><br/>"Excuse me miss?" a blowsy blonde barmaid pushes forward with a little shy smile on her lips, "on of the guards was talking in his sleep, and.. I might be able to help you" Ilfhild sighs in gratitude and turns to her, shoving the barkeep into the wall without much effort. "At least someone uses her brains to think instead of.. something else." she looks meaningfully at the barkeeps crotch with a very open look mostly to repay him for his drooling over her cleavage earlier. "though I can see why that would leave some.. short.. on the thinking"<br/><br/>Not much later she is back on her horse and racing as fast as the poor beast can take after a long trip already, her mood already much brighter with a few little tidbits from the helpful barmaid who incidentally is now quite a bit richer for her troubles. Ilfhild didn't have anything per say against ladies earning a few extra gold on their backs, but she figured those girls needed it more then some long dead body in a crypt that a necromancer was about to make into zombies anyway.<br/><br/>"Lovely day isnt it Appleblossom?" she grins as the wind whips into her hair enjoying the fresh cool air, silently wondering why anyone would want to live anywhere but in this heaven. Ahead she finally sees a small caravan and she slows down Appleblossom and looks around for the Argonian her father told her about, and she reminds herself that she has a gift for him before she even introduces herself.