[center][h1][color=gold]Zelah[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=gold]Deity[/color]: Hylia

[color=gold]Time/Date[/color]: Day 1, Morning

[color=gold]Location[/color]: Next to the Inn, near Bugut's wagon

[color=gold]Tagging[/color]: [@Holy Soldier][@ilovepapa]
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The long, dark, heavier traveling cloak hung about the hylian girl's shoulders, concealing her visage and protecting it from the rays of first light that had begun to shine over the land. However, Zelah felt a shudder run through her shoulders briefly, a small shiver at just the thoughts of how different it was in these parts as compared to her home. The desert nights were freezing, yes, and the days rather burning and unforgiving. Around here it felt more consistent since leaving the desert a ways, and the humidity was an odd thing to experience for one who had lived in a dry area for all of her life that she could remember. Albeit, at least her circlet was keeping her perfectly comfortable in the current temperatures. That, at least, was a nice thing to have in her mind. 

As she had approached the stables, the sign of a fire and nearby merchant beginning to set up seemed to bring fresh air into her lungs and more energy in her steps to approach the place. The prior night, she had been forced to defend herself from about three red bokoblins who had wandered in her direction. Running, shooting arrows, eventually having to draw her blade, it hadn't been a fun journey by any means. But she was Gerudo...no matter what her body was like, she was tough enough to handle these things! She had to be...or how else would she be able to figure things out about her past? It wasn't like a miracle was going to fall from the sky...though such a thought felt oddly familiar to her in a way she couldn't describe. 

Though instead of moving right to the fire to warm herself and maybe cook a meal with what little she had on her person, as many travelers might have done, Zelah decided to find a somewhat more isolated spot to sit. 

Trying to not draw any distinct attention, she walked around the side of the inn near a wagon with a tarp over it. Then after taking a brief look to her sides, and thinking she was suitably out of the greater line of sight of most, the Hylian girl collapsed to the ground on her butt. It slightly hurt to plop down to sit like that, but....she was rather tired. She had gotten some sleep, but had yet to really wake up properly since. 

[color=gold]"Perhaps i can lodge here for the night....should i still have enough coin for such. Though at least i have enough on my person to cook a good breakfast,"[/color] the girl said to herself quietly, not knowing if anyone was nearby to hear her or not as she pulled down her hood and let her styled-up golden hair fall out and almost shimmer in the lovely morning rays. 

Zelah then drew in a long, slow breath of air before letting it out gradually and calmly. Had her parents enjoyed the same air she was now, whomever they were? Did she even have any relatives alive for that matter who could tell her about her parents? She had come out here, and would keep traveling at that, until she found the answers to her past in this land of Hyrule. 

But today....hmmm, perhaps in the meantime she could get a nap in to boot, and do some training a short distance away to keep it private once breakfast had been consumed to boot.