A cheshire grin spread across Red’s lips as you gave him the cold shoulder.  ”Funny, the last woman who talked to me like that is now stuck working at the brothel across the street to pay off her debts.  I’m not saying the same will happen to you, but I will be keeping an eye out for you at the next slave auction.”  The smile never wavered from his lips as you continued to venture deeper into the city, though he did raise his gauntleted hand and wiggle the metallic claws at you as a coy farewell that was no less ominous than his smile or his words.<br/><br/>The cobbled street leads you into a large marketplace where street venders of all nefarious walks of life were peddling their wares.  Stalls of glistening jewelry, aromatic baked goods, and wondrous baubles were parked throughout the courtyard.  Framing in the mercantile center of the town were more illustrious structures consisting most notably of a bank, a high class brothel, a rather extravagant inn, a packed casino, and a fancy sushi bar.  The blustering marketplace is full of chatter that makes it difficult to make out one conversation from the next, but it is easy enough to hear the merchants vying for attention to all passers by.