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Bianca smiled and politely nodded at Nick’s answer before the group finally arrived at the camp, trials and trivial things aside. She took in all that there was to say, not really paying much attention to what was going on around her. So this is the kind of place an adventuring party sets up, huh? It wasn’t nearly as fancy as the town of Lor, nor was it near as quaint as the town of Remington, but it had a certain charm to it. The kind of charm that makes you feel the energy of excitement and adventure around you. It was so invigourating...so enticing. Her face lit up as she looked all around, straying a bit from the group every chance she got, wandering to check everything out. And for the moment, she wished she’d joined these guys instead of the Redwolves. Their place was so cool! Still...as enticing and tempting as it was to turn tail on her group, especially now...it would be wrong to go back on her word with Artur. Plus, this group had Ferma in it. Yuck. She probably couldn’t deal with that, anyways.

Eventually the group was led over to what seemed like a banquet hall. Well, more like a banquet table, but that didn’t matter too much to Bianca. At least, not unless any bugs showed up. Or any sort of ‘wilderness’ in any sense, for that matter. Still, finally, someone was treating her like the princess she was, giving her a plethora of food on arrival. She steeled herself to not being treated this way, but that didn’t stop it from feeling incredibly awesome when someone actually did. This was the way it was supposed to be, or at least, so she thought.

For a fair while, Bianca sat at her spot, not really talking to anyone. How could she? Her face was absolutely stuffed with food. Several of the members around the table were probably surprised at how much food was ravished by the young mage, pile after pile of helpings devoured, each in a matter of minutes. It would certainly be obvious to the rest of the crew that either this girl had absolutely no manners, or she was just really, really missing good food.

“Whew. I’m stuffed...” Bianca finally said after a lengthy amount of time stuffing her face, sitting back and patting her full belly. “...It was nice to finally get to eat like a princess again. It’s been so long...” Though in reality, it’d really only been a couple of days. Didn’t seem like she had a very good perception of time.

However, as stuffed as she was, Bianca’s next issue that needed satisfying other than her hunger was her curiosity. She somehow managed to skillfully jump out of her seat and take a small stroll over to the head of the table, where the ‘big boss man’ Korin sat for the moment.

“Hey, mister. Mister, Korin, right?” She asked, looking up at him, managing to act as perky as ever. From his angle, Korin would most certainly have to look slightly downward in order to meet the gaze of the magical pretty princess.

“Mister Korin. Your spear using girl over there, Ferma...she’s been mean to me this whole trip.” She put her hands behind her back, trying to give Korin the cutest face possible. Which she succeeded at doing, of course. “She compared my ‘talents’ to a washboard and tripped me and did all kinds of things. She was really, really mean. Now, I know you’re probably thinking I’m gonna ask you to make her stop.” She paused for a moment to giggle as she thought up this next part. “But I can already tell you don’t have any kind hold on her behaviour. So I’ll at least ask, why’s Ferma so mean? Does she have a chip on her shoulder because of something, or is she just naturally super petulant? Or maybe she just has issues that I’d rather not know about.” She paused as if to ponder this comment. “Well? Do you know?”