<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QWO5XlO.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sashiko Mirume<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Shadow<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Image<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>10 April 2050, 10-ish AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Down-town Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Pharon, open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Shopping, Air conditioning!<br/><strong>Word count:</strong>206 [total: 4724]<br/><hr/><br/>"I would have thought that a farmer's market would be more... mundane, not exotic. The castle's servants would gather foods from the farmers of the land, after all. Perhaps it means something different in this land. There's many words that sound the same, but they're just so different in this place," Sashiko wondered, following along. Occasionally pointing out something she'd like to try, while their cart was growing ever more laden with food. "I don't think I had that snack yet. I prefer the sweets so far though... But. I know well that you cook as if every meal's meant to be a feast. A proper meal is always going to be better than snacking around... Just need something to do, to work off all of that food. Fighting dragons, or visiting this place called a Gym. I've seen it several times while researching, it seems to be a place where humans go, and they purposefully physically exert themselves to grow stronger. Running, lifting weights in various manners, all those sorts of things." Mind wandering from topic to topic again. It was a concern Sashiko had though, she hadn't done much besides sit on her butt lately, with the occasional hunting of a dragon or two.