The College of Winterhold Is a castle set on a cliff. The ever falling snow twists in the wind making her golden hair blow in her face. A narrow bridge in a state of disrepair connects Winterhold to the college. She wrap her black robe tightly around her for warmth, she been training for a couple of years and would like to finally join the mage guild. "Lets hope mine training will be useful" she smiled gleefully as she climb up the steps onto the bridge.
