A small figure made their way into the very busy castle, stopping in front of the stables, their cowl had already been down, revealing the head of thick messy hair. The young girl gazed around the area, looking for seemingly nothing. She had little emotion on her face but her eyes showed some level of...fear, or perhaps, nervousness. She had dirt on her face as well as her cloak, and she looked like she could use a good warm meal. A sigh escaped her and began rummaging through her bag, taking out a map, and old one at that. It had the castle, her current location, circled many times over in charcoal. She folded it back neatly, it's creases showing signs that it was opened often. Another sigh. "What do I do now..." the young girl asked to herself, she looked very lost and a little lonely, an air of anxiety seemed to follow her around, as she trudged around the yard trying not to seem as unsure and lost as she felt. 

A hooded man sat in the courtroom, watching the odd little gathering that was called a "trial", he had his arms crossed and he seemed quite lax, his stoicism was thus far the only thing noticeably odd about him. He didn't seem as riled or excited about the current affairs, he was just watching, looking for something, or someone. He had ridden in yesterday, and was waiting for others to arrive, the trial seemed like it could be interesting and he decided to watch to pass some time. He sighed inwardly and scanned the room once more. Some interesting people were here. Perhaps he would be able to introduce himself to some of them...