Cain walked out of Dolrig's shop after having a nice chat. It was good to catch up with him. Now he needs to think of a gift for the wedding.
As Cain walked the street, he slowly headed toward the marketplace. By this time, all the shops need to be open so he can get some new clothes.
Cain could see carriages slowly getting loaded in the distance. Merchants heading toward Ourals were getting ready to use the waypoint he made.
With one glance, the marketplace seemed near. Like a busy bee hive, people started rushing in to get early morning deals.
Cain walked between the people, masterfully using his charisma to blend in and not stand out. An almost seven-foot-tall, white-haired man would stand out like a flag.
People still set their stalls with fruits and vegetables. A woman pushing water out of a store as she cleaned. A baby crying his balls out for some reason. A dog barking to the side and a butcher throwing it a bone to shut it up.
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