King Kashta
The friendly cart rider dropped Arishem and Magnus at Adwa after wishing them safe parting farewells.
They gazed around, and saw torches on high cliffs from afar as fragrance of roasted hind of various animals filled the air.
The street was bustling with people of different heights, wearing hinds of sheep as they conversed and walked past each other.
The night was still young when Arishem and Magnus got there. Music filled the atmosphere which was accompanied by dancing.
Merchants were selling their merchandise, in the busy market place. Adwa was in it’s joyous moments.
Arishem began looking for who might lead them to the place where King Kashta was currently attending the wedding feast.
Magnus also looked for someone perhaps a guard, when Arishem finally picked a decent man who seemed to be in his late forties and the man asked,