As they walked up the hill, Elionwy left off thinking about her next move and took a moment to really look around and what Skyrim had to offer. It was beautiful, really, in almost a cold and harsh way. She loved the smell of the pine trees and the pleasantly cool breeze. It was a welcome change from the beating sun of the south. 

When the wolf bounded into view, she drew her sword and was about to bash its head in when Nil just kind of stretched his palm toward it and roasted it alive. She pursed lip and looked at it for a second before shrugging and sheathing her blade.

[color=00B2EE]"Well, if we have to take this gold thing from bandits, I'm sure you'll get your wish," [/color]she pointed out, stepping over the sizzling corpse and continuing on the dirt path. 

It wasn't long before the grass gave way to snow and the air became more chilly, snowflakes dancing through it. She started to get excited as the snow got deeper, not having seen too much of it, and soon it was ankle deep, much to her delight. She refrained from picking up handfuls of it and playing around like a child to save face in front of her more serious companion, but she made a note to find more snow when she was traveling alone again. 

Soon a watch tower appeared in the distance, blurred by the flurries that fell to the ground. She hesitated a moment, looking to their right at the path that continued up before at the lonely stone structure. That didn't seem where they need to be going, so the path seemed like a better option.

She was about to hang a right when movement close to the building caught her eye. It looked like two people were walking out, and judging front he shouts, they weren't happy to have visitors. Elle glanced at Nil before pulling out her weapon and running to meet the pair of bandits that charged forward, weapons raised. Hopefully she could redeem herself for her rather miserable conduct yesterday. Now that she wasn't all flustered from the dragon attack and being kidnapped, she could put up a decent fight. Maybe.