~Well, most of it will be the same as you've seen elsewhere,~ Trishtan remarked. ~To find the real unusual stuff, you've got to be a local. Or happen to know one who's willing to guide you to the most interesting corners of the marketplace.~ A sly grin crept across his face. ~Say, I think I just might know someone like that . . .~
The two of them, Trishtan and Claude, walked all over Sensatia, speaking to the general populace or whomever would listen. There were quite a few that were interested, but none near enough to want to leave the safety of their city.
So, with saddened - or perhaps just weary - hearts, they shopped about for supplies that they would need to continue the journey and retired to the Inn for the night.
In the morning, the two gathered all that they had gotten the night before, made sure to get the fresher things in the market that day and left the city.
Finding Naika, they spoke with her softly, determining where they would go next.
After a while, it was decided that Ilyamen was where they would head to.