Using the same method of concealing herself, if not as effective when she headed to the arena, Mia made her way back towards the market. She didn't explore the busy city streets much, without company they were hardly safer than a monster den with all sorts of banditry and corrupt city guards keeping an eye on anyone who could be possibly exploited.<br/><br/>Unaware of a store that dealt with the herbs she needed, likely considered exotic in this land, the best she could come up with was to browse the merchant stalls of the crowded marketplace in the late afternoon. Several merchants were packing up and closing their business for the day, so Mia had to be quick in trying to spot one that dealt with herbs. Eventually she came across a young man's tent that had various dried leaves and grasses hung up on strings, with different pastes, creams and medicine prepared in small containers. Pulling the tent strap to the side, she entered, meeting the twenty-something man wearing only loose pants and sandals in the heat, sitting by a table with pouches of all kinds of herbs and substances, occasionally readjusting his dark hair bound into a long ponytail.<br/>"Welcome, are you buying friend?" he spoke when the monk entered his tent "Please close the tent flap, some of these drugs lose potency under direct sunlight."