Atisha didn't say much when Magnus talked about horses. Neither she nor Sheo had a horse and simply walked to their destinations, or rented other travel services like wagons and boats.<span style="color: goldenrod">"I'm sorry Magnus... I don't really have much means to help you there. I don't even know how to ride a horse, let alone own one. I'm sure we can pool our resources together to perhaps purchase another horse, though even I don't know if I have that sort of money."</span>Another stranger arrived to the table this time asking about twenty men. Atisha hasn't seen any group that large, though she had a sneaking suspicion that this girl may or may not be looking for the same people they are. Uncertain if she should reveal her group's intentions, Atisha withheld some information.<span style="color: goldenrod">"I've only been in town for a few days myself. Travelers come through all the time, but I can't say I ever seen a group with so many people. Is there anything else about them you can tell us? Something that would help identify them?"</span><br/><br/>Sheo stirred the contents of her flask as she contemplated taking the stranger to Magnus and his group. More the merrier, but Sheo was feeling oddly paranoid right now. Likely just the effect of the grog however.<span style="color: lightgreen">"I coooouuld... But why so interested?"</span>Sheo made a mischievous giggle and leered at the man.<span style="color: lightgreen">"I don't think I've even gotten your name."</span>