The owl-tengu seems to be the only person in the room as you arrive- probably in a lull between lunch and dinner- and he seems at least a little amused to see you back so soon. When you ask about a horse, he actually breaks out into a full-blown, hooting laugh.<br/><br/>"Hoooh, dearie me..." He says as he wipes a feathered finger over the tip of his beak. "Pardon me, Master Valefor, but I knew I had you pegged... I just did not realize how quickly little Koko would ensnare you. That girl is shaping up well... I tell you, she will be quite the Chronicler someday..."<br/><br/>In spite of another bout of good-natured, hooting laughter, the owl-man motions for you to follow him through a back door, and into his stables. There are only three horses at the moment, that you can see, but from the looks of that the stable is a temporary home for at least twice that.<br/><br/>"Well... What kind of horse were you looking for, youngling? Chorik, the black, is a combat-trained charger. Merta, the white, is a courier horse... she's quick, but skittish. And Jychan, the brown, is a packer... hard to find a stronger animal than that..."