[h3][color=a2d39c][center]~Tania and Lena~[/center][/color][/h3]
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[color=39b54a]"Besides! I can easily make money seem more valuable to others if money is an issue!"[/color] Tania giggled brightly, earning a sharp glare from the Elf.

[color=fff200]"But we won't because we're not dishonest traders."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Right, right, suuuure."[/color] This earned a sudden pull on the ear from the elf, causing the pixie to wince slightly.

[color=fff200]"Well...anyways, it would be best not to linger here any longer."[/color] Lena said, looking over her shoulder in the direction of Whiteside village. [color=fff200]"A group of outsiders standing around outside of the village is likely not going to make for a good first impression on these people."[/color] She was certain anyways, that they could handle whatever questions the village threw at them. Honesty was the best policy in her opinion - even if she had technically been created with that in mind. Even if the village didn't entirely trust them to start with - deception only would make them seem more suspicious of the truth was found out.

[color=39b54a]"Right right."[/color] Tania sighed. It would appear to everyone else that the small, child-sized fae suddenly lost her wings as she stood next to Lena. [color=39b54a]"There we go! Should be good. My illusions are the best after all, so no one gonna see through this."[/color] She confidently chuckled.

[color=fff200]"Mhm. I want no shenanigans from you, Tania. Keep your hands to yourself and please, try not to offend anyone here."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Jeez, I know how to behave. I just don't because it's not any fun. Like you!"[/color] The elf resisted the urge to face palm, and instead turned, leaving towards the mountain village. [color=39b54a]"Come on, demon face lets go then! You too, Vander, your queen demands haste!"[/color] Tania zipped off after Lena, following closely behind the elf as they made their way down the rocky, narrow path towards Whiteside.

The rest of the trip to the village was blessedly short. Lena didn't know what to expect upon entering the cold mountain village, but Rath's description may have been somewhat of an understatement. The cold, rocky village was about as welcoming as Tania was when she was throwing a tantrum or pouting over something. Only a few people milled about outdoors, most of which gave the traveling quartet a few suspicious glances. Thankfully though, no one seemed to bother them out on the streets. For the most part, Tania remained silent, shivering slightly and hurrying the others along. Her illusions might have made her wings vanish from sight, but it didn't mean they still weren't numb from the cold by now.

The lodge itself, was likely one of the more important buildings in the village and fairly easy to find. Large, thick, smoke from the fireplace billowed into the sky, promising some form of warmth within the building. Lena walked up to the building, deciding it would be best if she was the first to enter. The elf pushed open the door, walking inside as the warm air from the large fireplace met her face, a welcome change from the harshness of outdoors. Tania was quick to shove past her, waltzing into the building with little care for who might be inside.

At least she remembered to make herself look like an elf.