He took a better look at the stallion as Jargas was readying to begin the auction. “There, that should feel better, sorry for not doing it sooner” Sul rubs at the spot where the collar was.+
His hand reaches out to caress the boy’s cheek, the croc shying back at first but Shemmin is insistent and touches him, giving a gentle stroke. Tube8 Cloaked old crones selling potions and poultices, claiming they were the genuine article, guaranteed to work. To be quite honest he could have afforded a stay in the finest inn available but he wished to remain as anonymous as possible. Finally he had passed the more mundane carts and booths, now there were stalls with merchants of all kinds of races selling harder, and some most likely less legally,
