⚔️Serberia

/ Siv, if you can, ask the cat about Alessia on the way or right before scouting the forest, please. Otherwise, the plan with pretending might not work./
/Maybe the cat will recognize her./

-- Ahem! -- the hunchback in a mask rose from a fallen tree that had faithfully served as his seat for many days, and walked towards the patrol. -- Hello, travelers...
Over the past few days, Alessia had already invented a biography and personality for this strange role, and was firmly convinced that she should hide any connection with her former self. Not only could this be dangerous and extremely humiliating, but it would completely destroy the barrier between the fateful "before" and "after."

Vegie noted to herself that the person was indeed suspicious, but not so much because of their appearance ("Mother, this person really didn't have much luck with their appearance :'( "), but because it seemed as if they had been waiting for them, addressing them immediately...
Gullveig wasn't sure if she or anyone else should answer. What if it was some kind of magic? They could curse her just by looking into her eyes or saying something in response. But what the heck.
-- And good health to you too...