Freya usually hated to travel. Too much of a drag to walk the full distance. Too much uncertainty where she could sleep. Too many things needed to make sure she didnt find herself in a dessert with no water or an icy wasteland without freezing. Too much stress in general. But other times, it obviousy was different. Other times she just wanted to be somewhere else entirely. The last few weeks had been like this and as such, Freya was enjoying her travels through the icy cold enviroment. She somehow felt free like this.
Obviously she needed to restock on supplies from time to time as well, and as such, she would seek the local markets where she would usually try to sell her services or just try to sell medicine or make some according to specific wishes. Other days she would just linger around teh markets, preferrably having something warm in her fingers while she watched others. Other days she was out for more, seeing how she took up about two fists of snow, compromised them in her hands and then finally, after picking a target, threw it at them, chuckling happily as it landed.
Obviously she needed to restock on supplies from time to time as well, and as such, she would seek the local markets where she would usually try to sell her services or just try to sell medicine or make some according to specific wishes. Other days she would just linger around teh markets, preferrably having something warm in her fingers while she watched others. Other days she was out for more, seeing how she took up about two fists of snow, compromised them in her hands and then finally, after picking a target, threw it at them, chuckling happily as it landed.
