(I'm going to throw out that Marcellus and Playdes are both at the market, I assume their possitions as being fairly close.)<br/><br/>The market was thick and crowed with all types of beings, big and small, It seemed a normal day... All except for the momentary chill that fogged Marcellus's senses as a peculiar figure covered in a dark robe bumped into his side, knocking him to the ground. Such seemed almost intended, as if planned in a way to start something. "Hawker", ～ Our hooded figure, looked down at the human. "Excuse me... I'd watch where you walk if I were you. I dont appreciate you bumping into me... Hmm." The dragon growled loudly, seeming annoied in voice. What made it worse was that, not only did he stand out, others stopped to look.