Elimia, silently stood at the doors to the Silver-Blood Inn, her body and face concealed with her blood red hooded priestess robe all that could be fully seen was her long, silk like, onyx coloured hair that freely flowed from the front of her hood she silently observed the interior of the Inn, almost like how a small creature observes its surroundings looking for threats, she hesitantly walked inside with her arms wrapped around herself as if she was almost scared to walk inside, she couldn't even hide herself within the Inn, due to the natural tall height of her race, truely an Altmer's main issue is their height.
As her weak, tired and timid footsteps brought her further into the Inn her aged necklace, from which the symbols of the nine divines hung from although the place where Talos' symbol once hung looked as if it was forcefully torn from its rightful place, clanged against the steel plate strapped to her robe that acted as a make shift chest plate. Making use of her thin, albeit slightly under nourished, frame she made her way quickly to the fire place, not making eye contact or even looking in the direction of another being she parked herself in front of the fireplace, warming herself up chipping away the cold of skyrim, her amber eyes seemed to lose themselves within the flame, finding them almost calming.
(OOC: Hey guys :3 It's been a while since I last rp'ed, just over a year to be exact, so I hope my post isn't too terrible haha, Elimia's char profile will be update as soon as possible :3)