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Not everywhere in Kakariko Village was populated by people. In fact, there was at least one stand among the rest that people appeared to be avoiding!

There was a stall that seemed to have been made from a strange, dark wood that had a tarp drapped over the top of it as a roof to provide shade which seemed to create shadows that were far deeper then they had any right to be at the back of the counter. There was nothing on the counter itself, but on the front of the stall were two signs in completely different languages. The first sign, written in passable Hyrulian, simply said 'Custom Enchantments'. The second one however seemed to have been written in a language that was completely foreign to the lands of Hyrule, but that exotic nature also gave it a strange beauty that drew the eye... through the gaze of the average bystander would quickly dart away again at the sight of the... person who owned the stall. 

Magus stood silently as he gazed out at the world of light and the various peoples in it, whatever facial features he might have had hidden from view by the black cloak that covered his whole body. While a part of him hated the fact that he had been forced to create a stall out of some timber he had... come across the night before and given a small enchantment to change the color and texture of in order to make a stall, the sad truth of the matter was that he was broke and required some of the local currency if he wished to continue surviving here... and if he desired to get to the bottom of the mystery that was the strange woman that was speaking in his mind, resources wouldn't be a bad thing. 

Of course, that was kind of hard to do when people weren't coming to the stall...

[color=fdc68a]¢σмє тσ тнє gяανєуαя∂. 

¢σмє qυι¢кℓу. 

тιмє ιѕ σƒ тнє єѕѕєη¢є....  [/color]

'Blinking' a little internally as the voice spoke to him once more, Magus mentally asked back '[color=a0410d]Why?[/color]' through he doubted that he would get an answer. He hadn't so far after all. It seemed that whatever was interested in getting him to do its bidding either didn't have two way communication or didn't care to have a conversation with him. Under normal circumstances he would have chalked the whole thing up as some kind of trap, through somewhat strange when one factored in the meeting place being heavy with a strange but familiar kind of magic, but the method that the voice had used to contact him spiked his curiosity. Trap or no, he was going to have to go in order to find any kind of answers... and possibly get the intruder out of his head.

With movements that sounded rather wooden, Magus removed a third, smaller sign from below the counter before hanging it over the front of the stall that simply said 'On Break' before he started the surprisingly short journey through the crowed street; Be it the fact that he walked in the same manner as a noble in that he moved like he owned the place or the fact that he was terrifying to beyond, people tended to move out of the way for him. It made getting to places rather quick and easy.

Crossing the threshold of the graveyard, Magus silently looked around to see if he could spy what it was he was meant to find while he quietly tested the magic that attempted to wash over him the moment he had arrived. While it wasn't the Twili branch of magic that he was familiar with, it was similar enough that if push came to shove he felt confident that he could channel it to his purposes. 

There was something that drew his gaze through; A lantern that appeared to be floating on its own. One of the ghostly creatures that he had encountered a few times on the road at night no doubt, through the fact that it was morning made him curious about its presence here now... but not enough to go investigate just yet. If it attempted to attack him through, he would be ready for it.

[@Dervish][@Baklava]