It didn't take long for Mallen and Kobasratha to arrive at Wesville on their way to Doch Mol. They had originally intended to simply pass through it, but the long journey across the desert made it seem wise to carry as much food as possible, and that meant stoppping in Wesville.

While Mallen hurried around the marketplace, afraid his slowness would anger the demon, Kobasratha found an elf woman selling strange metal objects to the people gathered around. Birds, like children's toys, but moving of their own accord. Kobasratha supposed they were not unlike the golems rich mages sometimes used to guard their homes, and had heard of some from other planets which were entirely mechanical and even occasionally independant of their own creator. He decided to buy one himself (both Kola and Mallen could both afford to attend a university, meaning they had access to a minor but substantial sum).

There was plenty of time before they could be on the move again, and while Kobasratha would normally take this opportunity to make a contract, he didn't see anyone who seemed particularly likely to accept one. That first woman to buy a bird perhaps, but the opportunity had passed now. People don't tend to want much immediately after gaining something.

This was what lead him to ask about the wagon, pushed to one corner of the market like no one really wanted it. Apparently it was the shop of a local oracle, gifted in his talents, and orcish as well. Strange for his species, but it explained the disposition the locals seemed to have towards him. It intrigued Kobasratha. Did the oracle already know what he and his allies planned to do? Would he even recognise the demon, hidden as he was? That would make an interesting conversation. Kobasratha stepped into the wagon, standing by the door with his arms folded as he waited for the group that had already arrived to be finished.
[@Hekazu][@Silvan Haven]