Visha walked towards the vicinity of the tribesmen who sent the pack link. When she arrived, she was surprised to see a variety of seafood, many of which were in large vats filled with water.
She had thought about seafood more than once since she arrived here. But she hadn't asked. It had taken so long just to find their home; she didn't feel the need to traverse the continent in search of lobster. She could have fish from time to time.
Seeing the seafood, she couldn't help but do a little dance internally. She wasn't worried about them spoiling; she had the space to keep fresh. She walked up to the stall, tapping her tribesmen on the shoulder.
After giving a respectful bow, they left. They didn't call her Priestess, as Visha didn't want to be acknowledged as a Priestess by others. She preferred that they thought she was a normal or high-ranking female of a tribe.
