Emma
"Well I hope your travels will be filled with joy and adventure! Right over there is a shop that sells what your looking for."

**The women points to a little shop as she walks over too it.**
Walter
Onus followed her. He knows the people like her more than him so staying with her made it easier for him to trade with them.
"Eh one map please and can I get eh 5 health pots?"
Onus got ready to hand over the coins but wanted to hear the price first
Linda
**The shop keeper eyes widen as the large giant entered his store. The door was bigger than most shops because it was supply store for adventures. Made to accommodate any race.**

"Uh-The map is 15 silver and the 5 potions are 5 silvers each..."
Walter
Onus would give him the sliver and took the items.
"Thank you sir"
Onus smiled before looking around for a bit. It was nice to know the a place like this in the village.
Onus noded and will leave.
"Now we gotta find a barn" Onus would stretch his arms as he started to feel tired
Emma
"I'm sure we will find one at the grasslands.Are you sure you got everything you need?"

**The women asked, looking at the very few items.**
Walter
"Yeah i plan on getting my spear form the dwavis sense they good at crafting am sure I can get a very useful weapon"
Onus then look at his belly all though some more food will be nice.
Onus would go in.
"Give me 6 rabbit potatoes onions and a bottle of water pls"
Linda
"Sure, would you like them wrapped for on the go or do you want to eat them here."

**The shopkeeper asked, writing down his order on a piece of paper and handling it to another worker who went to the back.**
Walter
"Wrap on the go please"
Onus would get ready to pay for his meal already getting hungry while thinking about what his about to make with it even though he had a big plate of food A few minutes ago
Linda
**The shopkeeper cakes back with the food wrapped and hands it too him and hold out her hand for the coins.**

"30 Silvers, plz"
Michael
*Once more night has fallen. The Ghost stalks the street rooftops of Dimeria once more, seeking his next set of victims.*