Charles
```Amongst the bustling Trade center that was Kadho. As far as the eye could see!— There was Merchants, Artisans, Street Carts, and street stands by dozens. The wide canal that lead to the western sea was indeed quite crowded. Either by merchants closing deals and returning home or just starting their hustle. Gondolas could seen as well rowing up or down the canal baiting and trapping tourist on the overpriced scenery of the water. . . 

Yet, amongst it all. There was a young squire boy sporting a bold red jacket, however he wore it like a cape whilst a golden lace remained tied round his neck to keep it from slipping away. He was posted up along the pier nearby. Leaning on the railing watching where construction of a new building was being built. . . Along with a woman that was a tad taller than him a few feet nearby, was leaned over the brick railing that looking the opposite direction of the young man. She overviewed the pier, mesmerized by the water. . . 

She'd glance to the squire feeling secondhand shame, as he began catcalling a group of young lady's. . . One would happen to come over, and slap him. . . Before leaving with her friend in a fit of laughter.```

*The young lad rubs his face, as his smirk slowly faded into a frown. As he speaks to the lady beside him.*

"I just— complimented her dress and she slapped me Athena. . . What did I do wrong?"
Anthony
*Athena shook her head slowly, she gave the immature lad a chuckle and a pat on the shoulder. Before she cleared her throat. Dropping the honest truth on him.*

"Ah—... Well? You did a bit more than compliment her dress."
**Athena shaking her head, trying her best to not reiterate what the foul mouth squire just said.**

"Eh, you had the right spirit but the wrong approach. . .— I Think you should stick to your books and magic. . . Please, for my sake—never do that again."
Charles
**"Tsh—! It was a genuine compliment!"**

*Lucrum would cross his arms and return to watching the streets of Kadho, no longer catcalling but— Now searching for something or rather someone.*
Gail
```Will use this for now because fuck it```

**"The lady is right lil' one, glad my ma didn't hear ya foul mouth or else you would grow a horn from the bruise you'll get from her heavy-ass hand... Which has more callouses than feckin' countries shall i tell ya."**

`Said the voice coming from the side of both, a husky, deep and somewhat serious-ish tone.`
Henry
`The moment these people would turn towards the origin of the commentary, they would see a large, towering man, slightly tanned, bald and with pearl-colored hair where it remained, on his thin beard, eyebrows and eyelashes, followed by dirty and ragged light clothing, signal of a hard-working man whose time and money is non-existent for luxuries.`

**"What are ya fine looking people doing here? Doubt you will find something of value on this overpriced market, i'll say, and i have fine eyes trained and honed for quality right here on ma face."**

`he was carrying bags of... Something on his shoulders, which then he kneeled and dropped on the ground, making a heavy thud on impact, implying some real weight on each one.`