Asuma opened her eyes and gotten back up off of the cold dirty ground near the tree, picking up her stuff she pulled out her map, the map was much like the notes in her fathers basement, old and crusty, the air was cold, but there wasn't any snow

too her surprise she was actually closer to whiterun than she thought, infact she was almost next too it, just a few miles,

Asuma ran to the north, following the map, soon tiny white snowflakes fell to the ground, soon the entire ground was snow. Thank the empire for boots

Asuma should feel cold, but she didn't really, maybe the armor was doing something or she was just simply, not cold,

Hours passed, about 5 and she saw the distant ruin of a village in the distance, she felt a bit disappointed, her father always told her about whiterun, about the college of mages and the city. But the village was pretty much a wreckage except for a single store, town hall, and a bar

The sky was gray with snow clouds and the bar was small and wooden, she walked up to it and opened the bar, the atmosphere changed as quick as a jackrabbit running across a hill, the bar had a tense atmosphere, like a fight was about to breakout, but at the same time a happy Atmosphere

Asuma pulled out her map, she noticed the map led straight to the Bar, [i]whats so damn important about a bar?![/i] wait a minute, she noticed a Orc, a Forswornish girl, a guy with big black hair and pretty much, almost everyone her note mentioned, it was like her father meant for her to be there, at that time