It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, You hunted it down, slew it, brought its head back, and - after arguing with a very tired and just-kind-of-wanting-to-get-it-over-with Lawmaster in Trostenwald - managed to convince her enough to let you off the hook...and leave most of the standing legal issues with Gustav. Thus, disbanding the circus, and setting you and Yasha free.
DM: Because it is not a riding horse, it is a beast of burden, so it's about the same pace that you're going. As you guys pull slightly off into the grass, the cart bumps as it hits some rocks and patches of dirt and thick grass. They continue to pass, and as they do, you see the individuals. The one in the front has what looks to be a thick scarf tossed over the shoulder obscuring part of the face, and she gives a hand salute up to you as it passes and a bit of a head nod. As you wave your hand frantically, a bit of eye contact is made and continues past.
Player: Are you going to Nicodranas?
DM: No response. The first cart continues past.
Player: Hi. Hi, are you going to Nicodranas?
DM: The next one looks over to you for a second, the head cocked a little bit. "No, we are on our way to Port Zoon."
Player: Oh.
DM: "By way of Nicodranas."
Player: Oh! Did you come from Zadash?
DM: "We briefly did, yes, but we are returning. We have finished our wares and we have things to bring back to sell."
Player: How far is it to Zadash?
DM: "Uh..." At this point he's passed by you and his voice gets a bit louder over his shoulder and he's like, "From this point, it's probably around 150 miles."
Player: Thank you!
DM: The next one continues, one after another. You get a better look, too. The ones at the front that were pretty heavily covered, as opposed to the ones in the back which are a little taller, and as you look into the back, there's little flaps and openings on the inside, you can see there's families traveling.
