Mars walked into the border town as he wondered where he could get the most reliable information about the caravan that most likely had headed through the town about two months ago.
'Well I suppose I could use my two necklaces… But first let's try the bar.'
He quickly found a local bar and walked inside and took a seat at the counter as he sharpened his ears and picked up most of what was being talked about inside the bar.
"Can I get you something?"
Mars looked up and saw who most likely was the owner of the bar behind the counter, she was wearing an apron and was in the posses of polishing a glass with a piece of cloth.
"Yes, a beer please."
"Okay, one second... Here you go."
After the owner served Mars the glass of beer she stood and watched him for a moment before she spoke.
"Can't say I have seen your face before, just arrived in town?"
"Yeah something like that, truth is I'm looking for someone."
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