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[color=2cc785]"Big brain time… I wish I had one of those."[/color]

[color=888888] -Salbjörg of the Deep[/color]
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Sal and Rats were hidden behind a tree line. Yes, their enemy was strong, but maybe they’d have better luck if they took a stealthy approach. She made another placard and held it in front of Rats, who seemed to be able to read.

[b]I will try to get some items out of the camp. Remain hidden and keep to the back of the tents. If I find something, I may be able to sneak them to you so that you can get them away. I may be able to take care of those rat traps so that you can gain access to the boxes. We’ll have to adapt as the situation progresses. Remain hidden. [/b]

It wasn’t much of a plan, and Sal wasn’t sure if she could get much of anything. There was so little she knew about the outside world. The camp looked much like how she figured it would, with a lot of hunters and food being prepared. The fence was a bit troublesome. If they were building here, they likely planned on being here for a while. And then there was the priest. That didn’t make sense to Salbjörg. Was there a church around here? Was everyone here because of the church? Was this related to that boy that came into the dungeon? She wasn’t going to answer any of those questions just theorizing. 

So she shifted her form. Her highlights disappeared. Jet black hair strands seeped into amber browns. Her eyes went from neon yellow to hazel. The bones and scale that made up her uniform became leather and cloth. She became more petite, with all of her dimensions shrinking, and her outfit became more modest. Then her accessories popped out of her outfit. A cape to cover her back, leather pouches along her belt, and a scabbard with a sword that was purely for show. Sal had turned into a young traveler, if not an [url=https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/076/035/797/large/sen-baek-.jpg?1715997423]adventurer[/url].

[color=2cc785]"How do I look?"[/color] She didn’t expect a response, and after thinking about it, she likely wouldn’t get one that she could understand. 

While Sal was tempted to transform into something a little bit more exotic, a little easier on the eyes, she had decided that this form would allow her to enter the camp without much issue. It wasn’t every day you saw a princess, but a traveler was far more common. Unfortunately Salbjörg was too vain to not tone down her appearance, and did everything she did to push how beautiful she appeared. Her outfit, while a great deal more modest than what she normally wore, still contained a lot of form fitting elements. Her pants hugged her legs as tight as they could, and she couldn’t resist giving herself a large gold brooch to hold her cape together. But that was fine. So long as she kept to herself, she’d likely only get a look or two from everyone before they went back to work. 

[color=2cc785]"Hey handsome!"[/color] Salbjörg, or Rosalie as she decided to name this persona, waved to the young men. She intentionally looked at the group of them and waved, careful not to give away which one in particular she was looking at. Who she was talking to was something they could argue amongst themselves. [color=2cc785]"Oh wow! Look at all that meat!"[/color] Again, it was unclear where Rosalie’s eyes were looking. Maybe it was the deer they were preparing, maybe it was the men preparing the meat. She decided not to [s]cat call[/s] get the priest’s attention, though she did look in his direction as she approached the crock, and the large woman standing near it. [color=2cc785]"Oh! Now that just looks divine!"[/color] Rather than the mush that the older woman was making, Rosalie was referring to the fire. The dungeon was cold, the weather was cool, and now there was something that threw actual heat. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she pretended to sniff the air. With that out of the way, she turned to the woman. [color=2cc785]"Oh, hey, I just kinda barged in here didn’t I?"[/color] She laughed, it somehow didn’t sound awkward. [color=2cc785]"I’m Rosalie! I was going to set up a campsite nearby and I saw the smoke! I wasn’t aware there were other people out here."[/color]