Untamed Chroma

Chapter 10 - Confronting the boar

"Those guys... Loki and Freyja? They seem to be important" Mazu whispered to Zhurong

"Follow me" he said as he started walking behind them, discretely, keeping his distance, but still keeping them in their eyesight

Soon the two Loki and Freyja entered a huge hall, with a bunch of Norse words on the entrance

"The great hall?" Zhurong said as he looked at the sign

"Excuse me what since when do you speak Norse" Mazu replied

"I don't, I just memorized a small translator of the most important words that Shifu gave me" Zhurong replied

"Are we gonna follow them?" She asked

"I think... maybe we should split up"

"Huh?"

"One of us will try to sneak into that hall, I'm pretty sure only certain people are allowed there. One will follow those two, Loki and whatever the fuck she was called. The other will go into that nearby market over there, and try to get more info on Freyr's whereabouts"

"Hmmm"

"Do you wanna go in there? I can go to the markets if you don't feel like it"

"It's not that it's just how am I gonna sneak in"

"Act like a servant? I don't know improvise" he said

"Uhhh, no. I'll go to the market, I'll get myself a coat, while you sneak in there" she replied

"Okay. When you're done, meet me here, I shouldn't be long. Oh, here, take some penningars, get a coat and maybe some food for the cabin if you find anything good"

"Sounds good" she said, as suddenly he grabbed her face and looked her in the eye, surprising her and making her eyes widen "I'm trusting you, good luck, don't make me worry" he said

"I'll try my best, Zhurong" she said as he smiled and nodded, and they parted ways

Mazu took a right and went into the busy muddy market. Stalls on either side, street vendors yelling into the crowd. But now she faced a problem she didn't think about. How the hell is she gonna communicate, she doesn't speak Norse. She went to a few stores a bit further from the busy market, that were quieter and less crowded, looking for any friendly face she could ask for help. After some searching, she saw one stall, with an orange lady with fluffy tied back curly hair. She was working with clay on an old pottery machine, spinning the wheel and shaping the clay into bowls. Mazu slowly approached her, knocking on the door frame 

"E-Excuse me... do you speak Greek?" She asked 

"Oh? Hello, I do yeah" the girl replied, raising an eyebrow and eyeing her up

"Hi sorry, my names... Ryūjin, I'm a tourist, not from around here, I was wondering if you could help me find a good grocery store?" She asked, as the lady giggled and stood up, washing her hands

"A tourist? In this dump? That's a first. Hehe, my names Sif, come I'll help you around, follow me" she said as she offered her her hand and Mazu shook it

"Oh! That's very kind of you thank you" Mazu replied as she followed her out of the store 

"First of all, this is Rädslaheim, we don't do grocery stores. If you're looking for any city shops you have come to the wrong place. We have traders here. Is it just food you need?" 

"Food and... maybe a coat or two" 

"Ah, alright I know someone, follow me"

"That's very kind of you"