Gregory
*Runran markets, full of a particular chatter and noise only the riff raff were attuned too. The stalls filled with somewhat fresh produce, to elixirs and armors. Nick nacks and exotics for prices most couldn't stomach the thought of. A source of food for the poor, a job for the middle class, and a game to be played by the rich nobles.*

*Raylen, a young servant-warrior wondered the streets of this bazaar. A mid morning sun hanging over as calls of attention were made around her. In her hands, a basket filled with various supplies to make a brunch of sorts for her lord. She stands out particularly among the crowd from her shiny armor blended into what seemed like a maids outfit.*
Larry
*After recently making her way to Runra for the business trip, Kaori soon had herself traversing the local marketplace. It wasn't to collect supplies so much as passing through, but she had underestimated how busy the place would be. At least it was mostly an inconvenience if anything. Her mask sat across her mouth while her serpentine eyes scanned the crowds of people she was attempting to pass through. It wasn't long before a certain gleam of a working 'maid's' clothing managed to catch her eye first and she slowly raised an eyebrow as curiosity filled her. She approached slowly, using the crowds to indirectly close the distance. Once she had managed to get into earshot, she lowered her mask and asked:*"Need help carrying that?"
Gregory
*Raylen stepped in a rhythmic, measured way. As if her walk had been trained, disciplined, and perfected. The ordered sound of shoes against cobble stopping as a voice seemed to call out to her. She looked back, scanning the woman before her.*

"That's quite all right miss. While the offer is appreciated, I wish not to burden others."

*Her voice was monotone and formal, as if she'd rehearsed the line thousands of times before.*