Rocko followed the orc out of the inn, taking note of the other man he spotted in the fight yesterday, reminding himself to meet with him later. Currently however, his thoughts were plagued with hundreds others. The spider's fear was more apparent than anything else in there primitive emotions, and from what he could gleam, spiders were not this... 'evil's' only goal. Using his link he instructed a number of the small ones to create a path from their lair to just outside the city. Durzol was sure to pass it, and knowing the encounter was fresh on his mind would not pass up the chance to find their source. As for what the orc would do with them when he found the lair, Rocko already had a plan. However, mulling over specifics within the future was of little consequence, especially now with a mob of angry villagers spread out before them occupying his thoughts.<br/><br/>Thoughts they remained however, as the orc dealt with them swiftly. With a touch of mirth to his step after the Half-orc's escapades, he made his way towards the caravan that he had procured for their coming adventure. Checking over the contents of provisions, a single book stuck out from the rest of the foodstuffs and gear. "Durzol, where did you get this tomb here?" He said, lifting it to be seen clearly.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">A look over Durzol's shoulder as he checked some of the gear, "That belongs to the thin man. I was translating it for him. Or, at least I had begun to do that when I had to go and purchase our gear for the trip."</span><br/><br/>"Ah I see. Since time is of the essence give me but a moment." His brow furrowed as he concentrated and made slight motions with his arms, mouthing a series of words quickly and quietly. A full thirty seconds passed with his mutterings and little else happening aside from his seemingly pointless dance, until finally a small flash of light darted from the palm of his hand to the book and a moment later, nothing.<br/><br/>The author of this, Necronomic tomb, was quite a character. Rocko grimaced at the thought of meeting one so unabashedly crude in his methods, but the man was obviously powerful if he knew of such things that were written within. If the warning frightened him he did not show it. Looking back towards Durzol, he spoke. "An interesting read I have to say. Are we to be off soon?"