[color=lavender][center][h3]Sunne Meldune[/h3][/center][/color]
[center][color=thistle]Location: Ballara[/color][/center]
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Sunne sat outside the building her father currently occupied, leaning against the front stones and picking at her nails with a small knife. Boredom was etched on her vacant expression as little silver hairs floated out of her loose braid and moved back and forth through her line of sight. A man walked out of the hall that had entered not all that long ago, and the young woman glanced up. Without meaning to she appeared threatening, her natural expression one that didn't invite friendly smiles and gestures, similar to how a panther looks intriguing from far away but dangerous up close. 

The man ignored her though, continuing to walk away and Sunne simply watched. Her mind wasn't on the miner though, but instead on other things. She stared into nothing for a few more moments before 	throwing her small blade into her bag and turning, heading towards the town market. It wasn't far, people browsing and trading their makes. 

The daughter of the thane could feel her toes grip the inside of her soft leather boots as she walked leisurely, arms crossed behind her back and short swords swinging in their scabbards by her hips. She mused over the food, slyly stealing an apple and barely trying to hide it as the seller was busy talking and Sunne didn't exactly find herself above theivery. At least when the prize was a small piece of fruit. She swung an arm around and bit into the apple, the loud crunch muffled by talking voices. Normally, Sunne wasn't an eavesdropper, but today a soft, whispering voice made her ears twitch. [i]The hobgoblins are coming[/i]

Sunne hesitated, and raised an eyebrow while chewing her apple, slowly looking towards a rather mad looking man, scars dotting his face and talking to one of the town shamans. They were standing between two buildings, and while not hidden, were obviously not inviting anyone into their conversation. Sunne was always fascinated by anything that lived beyond the little free roaming land she was 'allowed' to be on, and tried in inconspicuously scoot closer and closer to overhear some sort of run in the man had encountered with strange creatures deep in Ballara's forests. She tried to appear an uninterested as possible, but to anyone walking by, it was obvious she was not the best actress.