"No," Set sighed. "Unfortunately not. I have never been to these parts of the world before. Let us hope they are welcoming of strangers, no?"
Most villages had an inn or, barring that, a customary extra room or two kept for travelers in the common hall, where people like Set could have a bed and a meal for a bit of coin. Very occassionally he had encountered places unwelcoming, where the people looked at his horns instead of in his eyes, where they seemed afraid or hateful of strangers. If this was such a place, Ven was going to be most distraught, for it would mean they would have to continue on in the rain and find a place outside to make camp for the night.
The settlement up ahead was tiny. He could see that even before they reached the first home, a simple, thatched-roof affair made of stone. Most of the buildings were stone, he saw, and no few of them were large tents made of hide. Of course. Few trees for wood out here.