You pass the second Mung-Mung and find that there is a large stretch of empty stables. Perhaps this is home to the visiting horses? That would make sense, as keeping them in the back of the stable would indeed be awkward.
"Wait, there, wanderor," cries a black stallion a few feet away from you. "Where do you think you're going?"
You double back and see that you have passed him because his stall is not on your right as the others were. Still, he seems glad to see you have come to visit him. "So wanderor," he says, "welcome. My name is Black Streek, named for my speed."
You ask, "Do you know what's hidden here?"
With a laugh like a roar, he says, "No, no I don't. And if I didn't I think I'd keep it secret..."
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