Tognatale

Freydis watched the woman, judging her movements and searching her expressions in an effort to either prove or disprove her theory that this woman had been sent after them. Was it truly a coincidence that they spoke the same tongue, even though her scent and accent were off? Could she not have been from a sister band, or even just hired from somewhere else entirely?

The pastel woman introduced herself after Verdandi, offering a simple, "Freydis." before allowing her companion to continue along in the line of questioning. Surely they would have the answers they were looking for shortly. After all, the woman had them alone, so if she was going to try something, why not just do it?