"We're a part of this world too Papa! Aren't we!! Aren't we here just like everyone else!" A'teal had shouted toward her father, headed for the exit of the stronghold. She had told him of her plans to leave her childhood home, in search of a way to help stop the dragons. 

"Our only concern is getting the reach back! It is ours or have you forgotten the Nords stole it from us!!" Her father retorted towards her, causing her resolve to only double against his wishes for her to stay. 

"If these dragons go unchecked there won't be a reach to take!" A'teal roared back at him, the other inhabitants of the stronghold watching the family dispute between their leader and his daughter. All hushed to silence some agreeing with her to themselves, others shaking their heads even questioning her loyalty to the stronghold. 

This scene played through her idling head, it had played out in reality only three days prior to the current moment. A'teal sighed, she wished her father would've understood her, they had always been close but this was one thing she couldn't budge on. It was for the good of everyone, weather they knew or appreciated it or not, she had taken with her several pounds of dried meat and fruit; as well as one hundred and three septums in a leather purse. 
She had stopped north of Markharth, off the road for sure in the woods where she would be well hidden she didn't want any trouble from local Nords or guard patrols. She crafted up a makeshift shelter from branches and a large boulder, a fire pit charred and black from the night before. She was preparing to move yet again, headed west past Falkreath and to Whiterun to see how she could assist. The reach was a poor place for someone of her brood to be alone, heading onwards through the forest she continued on her path. Soft pines brushing against her flesh, the cold wind bit at her but she was used to the cold for sure. 

A'teal couldn't help but wonder how the companions would receive a forsworn woman, but they were her best bet a group like them were sure to be on the front of battling dragons. She just hoped all went well, continuing on through the forest as she went snacking on a green apple.