"Master's probably rolling in his grave that I didn't see that sidestep coming..." Aria groaned, setting her eyes on the door as her hands shifted under her chin. It was still only noon... What was there to do today? No jobs, none of the Jarl's men stopped by with bounties or rewarding missions. Maybe it was time to try find out some more about these vampires, or their leader. The weird bone-mask cultists on Solstheim could be interesting to pursue. Or maybe they could go scout for dragons - knowing where they might fly in from could save lives in Whiterun.

[I]...Meh.[/I]

"I'm gonna go see how Riverwood is holding up. Wonder if they'd let me rent a horse to make the journey quicker..." Aria said, heading for the door.