Chapter 92: An unexpected find.
"Let's go find Klavax." Thorax said as soon as his brother was done with the formalities.
"Shouldn't we get something to eat first?" Arax asked. Obviously something in Ashland was always the same, but all of them were too hungry and thirsty at to got picky.
"Mhm. On the way." Thorax said, and almost jogged towards the line of the one story buildings in the distance.
The heavy tortoise shell he was carrying for the second day in the row didn't bother the guy one bit, contrary to his brother who had to keep up. Since the shell was filled with the spiky pelts, it was impossible for Thorax to carry it alone and he had to help.
Getting food sounded reasonable to everyone, but unfortunately for Lee, he didn't get the opportunity to slip away neither while waiting in the line for the stew, nor afterwards on the streets of Ashland. The potential escape was made even more difficult by the long-legged guy who still kept following them after the return.
It was hard to say what he wanted exactly, but the brothers decided he was harmless, and didn't pay any heed. Lee, on the other hand, was annoyed to have someone on his tail, no matter what intentions the other party had.
They walked though the city for quite some time, but on full stomach it wasn't as tiring. Surprisingly the disgusting stew had an energizing effect even on Lee, although he was the only one in the group who found the stinky dish inedible.
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Despite the place's popularity, Lee had never been to the Artisan district before. As it turns out, there were people in Ashland who weren't useless bums – dozens of workshops were operating here, although from the outside the buildings looked like any other regular house.