A lean, scruffy young woman, in a ratty yet sturdy red coat and hood and with a silver pin in the shape of an insect, is a common sight on the mountain path from the village of Krofburg to Vallaki. Today, at least, was no different. In the western outskirts, near the gates of the Grey City, she collects a hefty sack from a pair of well-known artisans.
The woman in red then took the road west, before turning south at the crossroads over the bridge, and followed the west bank of the Luna River down to Berez. The sky an almost unnaturally cloudless blue for Barovia, she takes one final look back towards the town, before departing down the road to Teufeldorf where she would stay the night. The following day, she would take the road east into Kartakass, where any trail goes cold ...