Jacqueline
"..For that price? Surely, this is a mistake." *Dušana questioned the merchant whom was selling the boots she had been curious in. However, the price had been too expensive for her liking.*

"You either take what you've been offered, or you leave it. I've got other buyers to attend to. So, make the decision and make it swift." 

*By this, Dušana brought her brows into a deep furrow. Marmee will sadly have to wait until the following income arrives.
Thus, with the decision have made, Dušana offered the man a single nod. Beginning to withdraw herself then from the stall.*

"Thank you for your time."

*That being said, she turned about her figure and began to walk.*
Lawrence
*Shen is surveying the market stalls, with his large frame and muscular appearance betraying his quiet and nervous demeanour.

Crowds are the worst. Shen's always hated crowds, with their pushing and shoving, and their **Potential pickpockets-**

As this strange thought hits the young Beastkin he slowly raises his money pouch closer to his chest. Nobody's taking the money from him, he **EARNED** It!

Shen looks at the market stall Dusana happens to pass and immediately pulls a face. If he's buying boots and shin guards, he wants them to be semi decent. He adjusts his visored helm, raising the visor above his eyes and allowing his face to be visible as he approaches Dusana. The boy has no idea where anything here is at, and he wants to bug someone and see if they have any idea what's going on.*
Michael
"Hi... Do you know where anything here is at? Because I don't..."
Donald
There were only a few people in the small common room of the inn this morning. A far cry better than last night when she couldn't take three steps without rubbing shoulders with someone. Even though she was annoyed looking back on it, she was happier having finally had the opportunity to sleep in a bed. Wearing her plate armour and carrying her glaive with her she left the quiet inn and headed towards the main market of the city. 

Unlike the inn the market was a confusing mess of people arguing and darting about. Reflexively she gripped the shaft of her weapon tighter. *I just need to buy some rations... Where do I even start?*

Avoiding the crowd as best she could she spotted a beastkin and an elven woman talking alittle ways away from some of the stalls. Seeming like the most exotic people here and most likely travelers she walked over towards them.

"Hi, sorry to intrude but do either of you know where I might buy rations for the road?"
Jacqueline
*As Dušana furthered herself into the crowd, her brows further pressed into a furrow. For the crowd hadn't made her path easy. Thus, in regards to this, she released a vexing sigh.*

*Albeit, once the boy and woman approached Dušana, she arrested her footing rather sharply. Her eyes widening at how sudden they both had been to approach. Nevertheless, she uplifted a hand to cup her right ear. Squinting her eyes in the process.*

"Pardon me? Forgive me but I cannot hear you over this crowd."
Donald
The market was fairly noisy but the sight of an elf straining to hear had Torhl giggling. She quickly brought a hand up to try to stifle the inappropriate behavior. Maybe she was one of the elves that lived in the forest. *Well, if she's been here before she still might know something.*

The elf looked like she was the same height as her; decently tall for a woman. Leaning in towards the elven woman she said a bit louder, "Sorry! I was asking if you knew where to buy rations. Traveling rations. For the road." She looked over at the beastkin man, who looked a bit confused as well. *Were they all strangers here?*
Jacqueline
*Once the woman would have stated her question a bit more loudly this time around; Dušana then offered her a small, benevolent smile.*
"Ah! I see."

*Dušana pivoted herself to take a glance about the area. Discerning her surroundings still had been as much of a challenge with the crowd still going. Nevertheless, she focused. Roaming her eyes for the stalls she had grown accustomed to.
Having found a stall, she set her gaze back onto the woman. Waving her hand as to initiate her to come closer.*

"You see that stall there? Well, it offers some well fresh fruits, meats, eggs, and things around the such. Bit pricey I won't lie. Although, it surely is worth it.
Now, if you are Interested in some fine clothing items, then I'd recommend-"

*Dušana tore her gaze away from the woman. Beginning to already search for another stall.*
Lawrence
*Shen awkwardly rubs his left arm as he listens to the two women speak. Oh jeez. He must've been acting so rude right now, what should he say!? He flicks his pouch for a bit wondering how to break his self-imposed awkward silence. It might be good to ask some questions about what they do...? No, let's just try not to humiliate ourselves for now.*
Michael
"Sorry, I'm just-uhh, new here. I don't know where anything is. I- wait, hold on!"
Lawrence
*Shen follows the elf. Clothing? Maybe boots would be counted as such. He kind of wanted some heavier boots. These ones were getting kind of worn. Then again, constantly kicking the shit out of people when he fights might have something to do with that.*
Jacqueline
*As she looked about, searching for the needed stall, Dušana heard the boy speak up. To this, she shifted her sight to have it meet with the boy. Raising her brows then in follow.*

"Oh! Surely that isn't a problem. I will try my best to aid you both as best as I possibly can. And yes?"
*She questioned him as he stated to 'hold on.'*
Michael
"You said something about clothing, where could I find that?"
Donald
Torhl looks over to the stall the elf is gesturing towards. She didn't mind pricey as long as it was worth the extra coin. The hard part of her journey was over so splurging on some high quality food didn't appear to be too outrageous to her. 

She smiled and nodded at the elven woman and the seemingly anxious beastkin, as they talked about finding a clothing stall. *So friendly. She really oughta do this for money.* Reaching into her coin pouch she pulled out 10 silver and attempted to give it to the elven woman. 

"Thanks for the help."
Jacqueline
"Ah! Yes, about that-"

*Dušana's sentence was cut short as she watched the woman retrieve a coin. Having then seen her attempt to give it, Dušana's head shook quickly. Denying her before she could even proceed.*

"Oh, no no. That is quite alright! Thank you ever so greatly though for the thought. Surely-"

*It was then again that Dušana was abbreviated. For there was a man, a merchant more specifically, that could be found shouting after a cloaked figure.*

"Aye! He stole me food! Someone stop him!"
Donald
When it looked like the elven woman was about to turn down her coin, Torhl began shaking her head thinking to argue with her and to convince her to take it. The conversation came to a halt as a thief ran through the market, weaving through the throng of people as an angry merchant shouted after him. 

Torhl immediately dropped the ten silver to the ground and took chase. 
Or tried to. 
The amount of people in the market made it hard to keep pace without shoving anyone out of the way. Plus she didn't want to knock out an innocent person by accidentally hitting them with her glaive. 

"Stop! Thief!" 

It was a bad idea to run through the crowd. She should have tried to climb along the rooftops or cut through an alley to cut them off.
Jacqueline
*Having seen the woman make a dart towards the thief, Dušana's jaw came to drop. Guiding her sight over towards the very clearly angry merchant, Dušana pursed her lips. For she knew just how industrious these people were when it came to their sells. This act was not an easy task.*

*Having that in mind, she rounded her head again to look to the running thief. And, now, the running woman whom she'd met not too long ago chasing just after.
There were many people. Surely, the thief would manage an easy way of escape through them.
They had to be prompt, but at the same time, mindful. For they needed to stop this thief.*

"Hey! Why don't we corner him? You go in one direction, whereas I will go the other. It'll be three against one. Surely, he can't escape if we all come at him from different directions."

*Dušana questioned the beastkin in a rushed manner.*