Yazigi leads the party two miles to his abode, a small circular domicile in the woods, where the ground is covered in old hazelnuts and leaves left over from last autumn, concealing treeroots that the party trips over before learning to recognize where they are. The domicile is large enough for sleeping no more than four persons, and is made of mud and plaster, supported in places by pillars of stacked rocks. It appears, for all the world, that Yazigi and his compatriot Hayund, the orc, may have built it themselves.
Hichem settles the vardo and all is done that can be done to wrap Mareo, before you're invited into the hut to eat and warm yourselves. There's room enough for all to sit inside.
He has a haunch of goat that has been slow-roasting on the fire, a circular pit in the center of his hut, and around the outside of the fire pit there is a small dog, only 9 inches high, that apparently has been walking in a circle for perhaps hours, turning the meat, that hangs on a metal frame suspended over the fire. Yazigi takes a sack that hangs outside, yet under the eave, about the size of a back pack, and draws from it unleavened bread. He teaches the party - though Ahmet, of course, knows the method - to catch the drippings from the meat on the bread. Hayund cuts slices from the meat to add to the repast, and all settle comfortably.
Eventually, Yazigi brings up the conversation around, saying, "I must tell you, Ahmet, that Ramazan has been cast from the faith. His whereabouts are unknown, and his family lives in shame, having been driven out of Melitene. All is not as you remember."