She sat on the hill above the docks looking out over the ships. She sat her nap sack next to her and pulled out her map. She didn't know where she was heading from here. She wanted to head to the college in Winterhold but it was on the other side of skyrim over mountainous terrain. And with winter only a month away she didn't think she'd make it. Plus with no money she'd have to walk the whole way. Markarth seemed like a good choice but going that far south put her so close to Cyrodiil and she'd come all this way. And who was to say she could make it that far south on foot wthout being attacked by bandits or forsworn.

Sorry this first chapter is so short I'm typing this on an iPad.