Palmer's KissAs Umtaz trots down the winding stone stairs to the ground floor, she suddely, and completely (like, totally) out of the blue, catches herself whistling. Quietly and far from skillfully (she ain't one of them fancy bards, after all) - but still. The sound that is pushing its way through her teeth is unmistakable.Palmer's Kiss by Norroen-Stjarna
After racking her brain for a moment or two, she realizes that she is trying to mimic the tune she once heard at some inn or other - while sneaking into the back room to change the joint's business ledger. Dragon Comes, was it? No, wait - Dragonborn Comes! Yeah, that's what it's called. Dragonborn Comes. Quite a catchy tune, that, even if the lyrics are a load of mushy garbage.
Seriously; after all that dung went down in Whiterun and some overexcited pink-faced guard fella did a happy dance round her, ranting on and on about how she must be that fabled 'Dragonborn' - she trotted obediently to the High-Whatever place, up those darned, slippery, crumbling steps straight on into