Arturo kept a steady gaze leveled at the man. Something about him spoke to him. Like a whispering from the man's soul to his. He had no hope of understanding it but he could feel something. Some call it a "gut" feeling, others call it intuition. While the Golem seemed to think of something to say, Arturo studied those blue orbs in his head. They were clear, like the surface of a clean lake, but like a fish in the water he could see some sort of shadow in them. It only made his gut twist even more. Until he knew the reason for the man's presence, he felt a sort of uneasiness. Perhaps his past had finally caught up with him, perhaps things had finally come full circle.<br/><br/>"Has anyone inquired if you've a raven of steel with a beak of copper?"<br/><br/>Now this was an interesting twist. A glimmer of surprise appeared on his face before his bored expression took dominance. Who was he? A messenger for a more powerful man? A powerful man in disguise? Or simply just a Golem with a grudge. it mattered not. If he had the necessary coin, he'd have his weapon. As fate would have it though, another twist was around the bend. The Golem reached into his pocket and retrieved a pair of cufflinks. Thinking it was payment, Arturo started to reach for them to estimate their worth.<br/><br/>"I've had experiences that are, in essence, the same."<br/><br/>Arturo's hand stopped mid-flight. His bored gaze took on a hint of curiosity. Perhaps he was a messenger still, one of death. Thinking fast, he recovered his hand and pulled a lever inside the carriage. The metal hulk gave a groan of protest before part of it folded away to form a doorway for the Golem. A bit of rustling could be heard from inside before the Merchant appeared in the open portal.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Come in my friend. We have much to discuss.</span>"<br/><br/>The monstrous carriage provided just enough room for the two men. Despite it being built large enough to accommodate three men, the Merchant's supplies and constructs had taken up the space of two others. The inside of the carriage was lit bit a series of small skylights combined with an array of lamps. As a result, the inside gleamed with the brown and golden glow of copper and brass. When the Golem entered, the wall would close behind him and the "Open" sign above the open wall would flip to display "Closed".<br/><br/>A small wooden table would be to the man's right, the Merchant sat in the farther seat and the closer seat was pulled out, waiting for the Golem to sit upon it. The table was decorated with a small ceramic vase with a small rose of copper inside of it. Flanking the vase were a pair of cups, made of brass. Arturo looked at the Golem and beckoned for him to sit. A bottle of wine appeared from under the table, filled the cups, and was promptly made to disappear.<br/><br/>The Merchant entwined his fingers. His calm demeanor was unsettling but his eyes betrayed suspicion and slight anger.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">So tell me, my friend. Who was it that sent you and why shouldn't I lay you to rest?</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>