<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2f/f8/b6/2ff8b6327f323407ec8153f38d2671a5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Pharon Draelig (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147073#msg16147073)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Darkness<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured(Dragon Slayer Armor underneath) <br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10 April 2050, 10-ishAM.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown Raven City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sashiko<br/><strong>Content:</strong> WE HAVE THE MEATS, Air Conditioning Indeed!<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong> 419 [Total - 4,937 It's just habit at this point hahah]<br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sashiko was as confused as he had been when he first heard of Earth's version of the Farmers Market. Back home, it was simply farmers coming to the market to sell their produce and anything else they could. The highlight of a seller's day was when a servant of a noble, a knight, or one of the Slayers purchased something from them. Not only did they get paid well, but their prestige also rose from people seeing them with someone so important. This place was different and people only seemed to want to showcase and introduce others to their cultural food. "<em>Very</em> different, he said to her as she thought out loud. "I'll show you what it's like on the phone later." When Sashiko saw something new she wanted to try and brought it to him, he threw it in the cart.<br/><br/> He was paid very well so he was confident he could afford everything they were getting. She hadn't tried Dorito's yet and it saddened Pharon's heart to know she hadn't yet been exposed to the glory of the tortilla chip covered in cheesy dust. He would show her its majesty one day. ALL THE FLAVORS. "True, the sweet snacks are always delicious. Maybe I can try some of the ones you've had and we can compare notes." He shrugged and seemed to beam with pride when Sashiko mentioned that he always cooked for a feast, because it was true and in his culture, it was well-received if you could successfully feed that many people all at once. On top of that, as they were Dragon Slayers, they ate <em>a lot</em>. Even compared to his tribesmen, Pharon could put away two, sometimes three times the amount as the biggest and strongest in his village, who themselves could easily outeat any human. <br/><br/>When they'd finally gotten all the meat, he wheeled the cart around toward the produce section so Poppy could get all the greens she needed to stay strong and leafy. Sashi was talking about staying in shape on the way, and her suggestions included the obvious workout that was dragon slaying. And also a place called a "gym". A place where people pushed their bodies to the physical limit to become stronger. "A <em>Gym</em>? That sounds like the training people do in my tribe. Sparring. Holding heavy rocks over your head and increasing the weight the easier it becomes so it is always a challenge. Trying to get through a rough patch of woods faster than your brother. It seems there are many, many parallels between our world and this one." He'd just tapped a melon to test it for ripeness, and placed it into the cart after it passed the test when he looked over at Sashiko. "You definitely don't need to work anything off right now, Sashiko. You look amazing."<br/></span><br/>