Ardra felt slightly awkward as the eyes of the people of Avanthal followed her around. Having so many people watching her wasn't something she was used to. Why did they have to stare at her? Was there something wrong with her, or were these people not used to her own kind? Maybe it was her lack of clothing because she noticed that anyone she saw was layered in clothes. Was that how people dressed here? What a strange choice; aren't they uncomfortable with so many layers? Bringing her finned hands up to rub her arms, she used friction to heat her skin up to keep her skin from frosting over. It wasn't the cold that bothered her, but the fact that if her skin froze over, she wouldn't be able to breathe. Moving through the city streets, she began searching for a place in which she could warm up and possibly get a drink, not wanting to get too dehydrated. |