Checking out the local wares.

[Sareth Edara]

Sareth was walking through the streets with his guards tailing him from a distance since he didn't like them being next to him and making him appear unapproachable. He was looking at the various shops and would stop here and there to chat with one of the vendors about their wares or the process used to make something. He was taking notes about various vendors that had wares he was finding to be of better quality along with the vendor so that if needed or wanted he could send Cam or one of the guards to get something from one of them. He was dressed far more casually than he would normally be if he had been staying at the castle for the day. Looking less fancy usually made him less of a target for muggings or pickpockets not that he kept his coin in an easy accessed place by anyone other than him. He was really a low profile prince compared to his siblings and other royals he had met over the years though it seemed Noku wasn't one that could even leave the castle easily due to the state of his kingdom's politics. Politics aside he was finding that the culture and craftsmanship was just a rich here in nova as it was back home in Pherana.

[Louie Kanto]

Louie walked down the street of the merchant district and ran his fingers through his dreadlocks. Exhausted from the previous night excursions, he stared at a few of the items stalls with little amusement. Nothing caught his attention and everything seemed to be priced above what his wallet was currently carrying. So the mercenary found himself wondering the street. Dressed in commoners cloths of a cream colored top, A tan vest and tan slacks to match. His boots looking a little rough compared to the rest of his attire. Plus he had his staff strapped to his back. His hair pulled back into a loose pony tail with his dreads and thanks to the beauty of those hair color potions, his hair was a jet black hue instead of its normal crimson red hair.

He wasn't paying attention to where he was going when he absently bumped into a dark skin colored man. The moment he felt their shoulders contact and his balance went slightly off. " Oh sorry there." Louie apologized, turning to look to see who he had bumped into.

[Sareth Edara]

Luckily he had just finished his notes from the shopkeeper when a man bumped into him. Most royals might have had an issue with even being bumped into, really it didn't bother him at all as it was normal for things like this to happen. He used a small hand signal to tell the guards that it was fine before they made a scene. "Nothing to be sorry for as it is a crowded street in the market district her so it is bound to happen from time to time."

The man standing before him had unnaturally dark hair which made him a little suspicious of the man for a moment then just put the thought aside as him being overly paranoid. The boots were a bit out of place with the rest of his attire then again a good pair of broken in boots was more comfortable than some new rigid boots. The only reason these things were noticed by him was because he had a very critical eye for detail due to his studies in architecture.

[Trésor de Lys]

    For some reason, Tres felt inclined to go to the market today. She had been spending too much time in her infirmary, and felt that she needed a break from spell books, as well as from her dusty home. She put on a navy blue hooded-shall that went down to her knees, over top of the normal white dress that she wore, which was short-sleeved, with a v-neck. She also sported her usual pendent, and a pair of ankle boots.

    Tres had been examining the wares of a few vendors, looking for a longer chain for her pendent. She had planned on purchasing some fruits for a pie, and perhaps some bread from the marketplace. But as she examined some silver chained necklaces, she noticed a man taking notes next to her, with other men hovering over her shoulder. Tres turned to look at who this man was, when he was bumped by a man with dreadlocks. She made a sour face a the man before it struck her.

    Her face went pale when she realized that that was the same man who stole from Aria, and caused her to K.O. in the process. She had no words, and didn't know what to do. She didn't know if he even recognized her. She turned her head back to the wares, and waited until the man next to her said something. She saw that his demeanor changed after examining the man, a tactic done by those who were too careful, or who have been deceived before.

    "Pay them no mind, as you said... no sense being frugal over a passer by." She spoke. Her tone was soft enough that it mimicked a whisper, as she addressed the guarded man. She was dressed like a commoner, but because of her angelic nature, she always appeared to have a glow about her. "But to each their own." She looked at the man with her amber eyes, and extended a hand. "I am Trésor. But most refer to me as Tres." She smiled. "So what brings you to the market?" She was genuinely intrigued by guarded man. Not for any particular reason other than unsatisfied curiosity, to which she wanted requited.

[Sareth Edara]

The Dark haired man went on his way and he turned to look at the woman who had started to address him and took the hand that was extended to him. "Hello Tresor, I'm Sareth Edara." He greeted her before looking around the market, "I'm from across the widowmaker so I'm taking some time to see what the wares and goods are like here when they haven't been bouncing around on the high seas. So far I find the fresh versions of your fruits and vegetables to be quite delicious. Not to mention there are some very skill artisans in the city and I've been admiring their work." He had let go of her hand as they talked and went to start looking around again, "Care to join me, I'll make it worth your while. Plus I'm guessing you know where some great shops are tucked away."

[Trésor de Lys]

Tres arched an interested eyebrow. A man from afar. To her delight, Sareth appeared perfectly pleasant, a man of stature even. From her keen observations, a man from afar, escorted by guards, speaking with such poise and... making it worth my while. She assumed that he was nothing less than royalty. To which, she smiled. "The Novurian market does hold some of the finest wares in the land, that is true." she turned to the fruit stand that was in front of her, and picked up a bright green fruit. "I'm glad to have met someone's acquaintance who also appreciates the finer things in the land." When Tres spoke, she spoke with dignity, which was not normal for the average commoner. Her speech was fluid, articulate, and eloquent. She set the fruit back down in the stand after a moment of admiration, gave the vendor a warm smile, and began walking off. "Come now, you won't find a better guide, than one who lives right down the street." she waltzed away presuming that he would follow along closely.

The first section of the market was oriented around foods, which began with produce, moved to butchers, and then followed artisan specialists such as smoked meats, wine vendors, pastry chefs, and the like. They were currently roaming the produce and meat section. "Now do tell me, dear Sareth Adara, what sort of wares peak your interest? Culinary confections? Alluring armor? Hm, what will it be?" her tone was sweet, trying to recover from the scare she had with the one Louie. It was not obvious on her face, but she had a moment of fear that shook her to her core. "Also, do tell me more about yourself. What brings you to the market specifically?"

[Sareth Edara]

"Quality work should always be appreciated wherever you can find it," he told her with sincerity in his tone and a smile that actually reached his eyes. It appeared he was right to assume she was a local just hadn't figured right off the market was where she lived. He took not of the more refined forms of her speech and complexity of the sentence structure she used. It seemed she had either dealt with the courts or had another nature to her personality that allowed her to be more calm around him and she seemed to have put together that he wasn't just some tourist.

"I'm looking to see what catches my eye though I do have on goal in mind for today. That would be a nice bitter tea." Normally people didn't like bitter drinks but he had found over the years that bitter tea actually helped calm him when his other nature was threatening to show itself. "Though that doesn't mean I don't want to see what else there is to offer in the markets today."

[Trésor de Lys]

Tres was intrigued in this man, though he did appear to come from a wealthy origin, he did have a sincerity to him, which was evident in his eyes. As she wandered through the market, past the butcher, and onward to the specialized artisan section of the market, he made mention of bitter tea - something to which Tres thought herself a bit of an expert in. "Tea? Interesting choice. I must say, I do think that the type of tea a person drinks speaks worlds about them." she gave a playful smile to Sareth, indicating that it did speak worlds about him.

Tres wandered over to an aromatic stand, not to far from a wine vendor. The tea lady was a stand that she often visited, if not just for the smell. Tres took a deep breath in with her eyes shut, not to overload her senses, but to align them harmoniously. "Now, with regards to bitter tea, are you looking for a certain type? Perhaps, green, white, or black?" Tres looked at him with wise eyes, filled with knowledge and wonderment. "Is there a certain flavor you favor, to make the bitterness more complex?" Tres knew not what sort of tea he enjoyed other than bitter, but this reminded her of a tea she had tried not long before. "Perhaps a black tea would be best suited, without the added zest that keeps you awake at night." As Sareth processed her questions, Tres tried to wave over the tea woman, wondering if she could open the glass case before them, with several sections filled with dried flowers, fruits, spices, and leaves.