On the hunt (May 5pm)

[Sheala]

The Skien gate would give a soft flash, lightly armoured wild elf stepping from the circle. About her waist a quiver, bow slung over her shoulder and in her hand a fang shapped banner danced in the breeze She would blink at her new surroundings, trying to get the lay of the lands. "I....need a drink" mumbled to herself before she would pick a direction to walk, and hope it lead to a tavern; banner making for a half decent walking stick as she goes.