RP Starter: Skyrim Based

Khiyanna walked through the gate into Whiterun, turning to her right to speak to the blacksmith, Adrianne, about selling some armour and weapons she picked off of some bandits that attacked her on the road.

"Another ambush?" Adrianne asks, her arms crossed over her chest as she leans against the wood pillar supporting the roof attached to her shop.

"Yea," Khiyanna laughs, rubbing the back of her neck, "They never learn. Though one hit me with a shovel." She cracks her neck.

Adrianne shakes her head, "You always find trouble."

Khiyanna grins sheepishly then sells the weapons and armour she went there for then made her way up to Jorrvaskr to turn in the mission she completed.

Farkas greeted her at the entrance, "Complete that job I gave you?

She nods, "Yea, any more?"

Farkas hands her a bounty for a beatdown in Markarth, "Don't kill him, I don't want to deal with any bodies. Just teach him a lesson."

She nods, leaving Whiterun and jumping onto Shadowmere, making her way to Markarth. She hasn't been there since the time she proved the Forsworn Conspiracy. She used to have quite the bounty on her head but it cleared after she proved to the Jarl that the Forsworn were in the city. She still didn't like going there after how many guards to kill but she had a job to do and she was going to do it well.

With her Silver sword on her left side, her Daedric on her right and in full Ebony armour she walked into Markarth, taking off her helmet to hook it to her side. Her long black hair fell from the helmet and around her shoulders, her purple eyes shining in the light, certain angles making them appear red.

She turns to her left, making her way into Silver-Blood Inn, looking around for her target, scanning the faces, new and old. Her eyes finally spotted him, fixating on his appearance and stance.

//Khiyanna is 5 feet tall, long wavy black hair, and violet eyes but red at certain angles or when she's angry. I'll do a character sheet on her and my other RP characters soon.//