I.e. The hero's presence makes the villagers uncomfortable. As usual.
Like, it's fine. They get along with her fine. Always a little put off by her antics, always a little uneasy with her semblance to zombies, always a little bit nervous about her mysterious immortality situation, sure. But otherwise it's fine. Even if she'd give almost anything to feel normal for once, she learned her lesson in the past, and knows better now than to push her luck really trying to befriend a village. So the skittish behavior and general discomfort of all of the villagers is fine.
No matter if it gets to her every so often.
There are however two villagers in particular who are extra displeased by the hero's persistent meddling in the village, which is eventually compounded by her new 'pet' illager.
Faeda is the definition of not fucking around. She lost her partner and parent of her child to a zombie one night, and now has zero tolerance for danger, or potential danger. Which she sees much of in the hero. While her trade was once an artisanal craft and sport, she's secretly taken to trying to actually learn to wield a bow and arrow against monsters, acting against the peaceful villager way.
Karst refuses to see the hero as anything other than a liability. Spending a lot of time with books due to the fact that his brother is the librarian, and the only way to reconstruct maps without traveling is through copious reading and studying, he has read plenty about the world and its dangers and its mysteries. Even so all of his studies have revealed next to nothing about the hero which he sees as all the more reason to be leery. While his brother holds roughly the same amount of knowledge in this regard, sees him as spineless for not being nearly as vocally against the hero's constant meddling in the village.
The hero bringing an illager around suddenly only validates their feelings on the hero. For now.
me putting everything katza posts about carthage in my history/classic tags even if they’re silly memes: this is how classicists are made this is how classicists are made yeah baby i’m so proud of you
