Dahak feels they're lost, though its hard to tell when all he can see is cabbages.
Its like they didn't actualy go anywhere. Maybe Delinde is so incompetent at being a farmgirl that she can't actualy drive the cart. Dahak realizes she'll probably need a more solid grasp on what direction she should be going. Maybe a landmark?
Dahak pokes his head out of of his vegetable fortress and looks around, noticing what seems to be smoke in the distance, maybe from a recent fire. Its the closest thing to a landmark around, if a temporary one.
Delinde is probably the second worst actress Dahak has ever seen. The first was, of course, Carlotta, the mage school's prostitute turned student, who frequently tried to demonstrate her magistral grasp on the art of disguise magic. Good old Carlotta, too bad she died in an accident when she tried to pick up clients in town while transformed into a male orc.
Anyway, Delinde will probably be fine. At worst, she'll seem semi retarded, which is not an uncommon thing among secluded farmfolk, it seems.
Looking more carefuly at nihil, Dahak realizes that nobody will probably believe he has a weird skin condition, unless said conditions happens to be some sort of really advanced stage of gangrene and post mortis putrefaction that turns people into black jelly.
Eventualy they find a chalet on the hills. It seems, uh, oddly conveniently placed?
Uh, this looks fine, but what kind of idiot would live here? It also seems decently stocked too. WELP, its a place, so we'll use it.
Acquire map, rest, then try to explore the chalet