Larea watched the conversation unfold, slowly nibbling at her bread. Her eyebrows raised as Zel explained, in extremely thorough detail, what was in the bread they were eating, as she was unsure whether to be impressed or not. It was all done in a very matter-of-fact way, which almost seemed pushy in it's tone, but his knowledge was still impressive in it's own right. She giggled as Sigrun decided what kind of vegetable she was, and shortly afterward started thinking about how unusual of a group they were. A mute blond girl who recently started having spontaneous attacks, a magic-using know-it-all man with rock in his skin, a tall, dark-skinned foreigner, and a potentially vegan purple-haired knight who didn't take anything seriously. What are the odds these 4 people would come together in such a normal, everyday village?