Marcos looked up as Vadya came back, a grin on his face.  He holds up what looks like a small blue crystal with some kind of purple looking powder on a leather string.  "For Trent.  Faerie powder.  Said to help keep sailors safe against demons.  He kind of has that superstitious streak in him."  He chuckles as he pays the merchant and pockets it away.  He then begins to walk slow with Vadya in tow, no doubt Troy following them.<br/><br/>"So, I see you have learned from my ways and have picked up a stray..." he says quietly with a grin.