Divine Journey

Hostor nodded approvingly. "It seems things are going well, considering you have such unusual servants," Redram smiled and leaned against the counter. "I'm afraid to disappoint you, but I didn't come here to shop. I was told that you are quite a powerful...witch," Hostor lowered his voice slightly and widened his eyes, "and you are interested in all sorts of curiosities. Won't you take a look at this?" The mage placed a bundle on the counter and pulled back the cloak that concealed the spider-like head.