At the market

---- Rogast, Entering the town. Midday, 3 DSTR ----

Artem was sitting by himself in one of the towns inns, staring down his jug. He had tried to erase his memories of Winifred and the days they had spend together, but to no avail. The only thing he had succeeded in was to turn almost all his money ale and a slight hangover.

Now he couldn’t allow himself to keep sulking like this. He still had his job to do.

After finishing his ale, he went outside to get his horse. He was still waring the fancy clothes he had been given by Gularzob, but these last couple of days of traveling and drinking had left their marks on it. The elegant black fabric was now partly covered in stains of ale, sweat and dust. If he really had been a noble he definitely would have changed into something clean long ago, but he wasn’t and to be honest he didn’t really mind at the moment.

Walking down the street he came across a market filled with stands selling all kind of goods from across Dalen. Though he had no intention of buying anything he decided to take a closer look at some of the stands in the effort to divert his mind from thinking of Winifred.

Then his eyes were caught by a sign buy a stall apparently owned by a goblin of some sort "Ask a question, get an answer, from Bungo the Knowledgeable. Only 5 coins.". Artem might not be able to read, but he could see that whatever the goblin was selling the price was only 5 coins. Since he didn’t really have anything to do immediately he decided to take a closer look at the stall.

“Gooday. Mind telling me what exactly what you’re selling?” he asked a bit nonchalant, trying too keep pretending being a regular semi wealthy nobleman despite his mildly filthy clothes.