Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
~M i d v i n t e r~
West Country
[member="Val`Sion"]
Rivven Tops
The roar of the cascading waters filled her ears. Aerin had arrived to the heart of the West Country on her journey toward the mountains that met the Great Maw. Rivven Tops, a small village nestled in the high mountains of Midvinter, little is known to her of this place save for the climate. The air thinner but moist to the skin as the spray from the waterfalls settle on the village, the sun shone sharper and prickled her skin with its warmth and the skies clear and brilliant blue. There is a sense of calm here that she had never felt before .. no prying eyes at windows to greet her. As she approached the village, Aerin halted BlackWing, her sturdy black stallion and slid off his back. "You have carried me far enough today my friend", she said moving to his neck and scratching under his jaw. Moving forward on foot, cobble stone work laid the path into the village, she looked around intrigued and comforted. They would rest well here she had no doubt.
No mead hall graced this village, only a small Inn at the bottom of the street, but no drink she wished for this eve .. but lodging and food to fill her empty belly. Something caught her eye however, turning her head she noticed a platform jutting out from the main street, to this she moved and tired BlackWing to the side before walking onto the wooden view point. The view of the valley fell before her, deep with the rushing waters of the falls carving a path to the valley floor .. the river chopping and churning below before disappearing on it's westward journey the Great Maw. Aerin leaned on the railing and took the time to look, at the beauty of it all.