[ Once again, Eda feels strangely at home here. It feels a lot like the seedier districts of Bonesborough, or the night market. Having been a saleswoman herself for a long time, she is curious about the bazaars and what they have to offer.
Most of her appearance covered by a cape, she walks along the stalls, ponders the artefacts and if she might use some of them -- until one offer in particular catches her interest. ]
"Curse-breaking?" [ She harrumphs, dismissively. ] Hah! As if anyone would fall for that, ya dirty scammers.
THE BAZAARS
Most of her appearance covered by a cape, she walks along the stalls, ponders the artefacts and if she might use some of them -- until one offer in particular catches her interest. ]
"Curse-breaking?" [ She harrumphs, dismissively. ] Hah! As if anyone would fall for that, ya dirty scammers.