Anov, compared to Vona the village was bliss. Men and women walked about without a care, children played in the streets chasing each other around, and guards with modern looking rifles sat atop towers pretending to be awake. A farm, a massive expanse of land was entirely dedicated to agriculture; fruits and vegetables of all size and variety, animals miling about minding their business, and their farmers respectively tending to the very life their friends and families would have for the day's meal. There was nothing really negative to be considered from a first look about the village.
"You again!? *chew *chew I told you the last time and my answer hasn't changed!" the guard had returned, accompanied by a short and very portly man. In his hands he carried a large bowl with a comically overfilled pile of rice, his other hand was shoveling away with his bare hands at the pile and sending it to his mouth. His clothes were rather ordinary, nothing really indicated him as a leader or anyone important. A cross stitched leather vest, regular work pants, and a pair of warhammers connected by a chain dangled at his waist. His head was balding and his multiple chins expressed annoyance in Gaud's direction.
"They demand for life in exchange for nothing!*chew *chew The point of a trade is for both sides to barter equally, you can tell them the past is irrelevant to the current situation!" the plump man said in between bites, sending projectile crumbs in Gaud's face as he talked. Gaud simply tilted her hat over head so nothing would directly hit her face, she seemed ready for this occurence as she pre emptively covered her face as she was addressed. "The Grimm will soon be handled, after that there should no need for a stockpile and you can lift the embargo" Gaud replied plainly. "With what you and this army?" he said suddenly taking notice of the trio "They look rather battered from the Misted Woods! On top of that they're just a bunch of kids,is a single team really enough to clear the mist?" he examined Justice and Rory's wounds and his gaze ended on Camelia, more specifically an area below her neck, despite the area covered in armor. "Well little lady it wouldn't do to hurt that cute little face of yours! I am village Master Carafe Vita. Do you and your comrades ,but mostly just you, care for some nourishment and rest for the night?" he gestured to Camelia with his bowl of rice extended out to her as if offering her to dig in, obvious lechery could be heard behind the voice.
"Oh I know the perfect place to go!"hearing Calen's requirement for a mode of transportation, she lead Calen off to a corner of the village, not far from the main gate they came in from. Cami came to a stop to the entrance of an open stable with a row of horses, deeper inside a number of wagons could be seen, though the dust suggested they havent been used recently. "I talked to the stable master here and he said the horses haven't been used for a while since the villages stopped trading with each other, they wouldn't notice if one were to go missing would they?" she subtley suggested as she started stroking the mane of the nearest horse.