High overhead, the sun began its midday descent.
The streets of Abydah were filled as usual. With enough traffic to seem busy, yet not enough to brush shoulders with each passing stranger.
One man, however, walked at a pace unimaginable to the rest of the town.
Rizz gradually made his way through Abydah's slapdash central market, one foot after the other. Becoming one of the slowest people in the entire town for the first time ever. Both hands rested behind his neck as he slowly flapped his elbows from side to side.
"Hey! What's with the slow pace? Let's keep it moving!"
Rolling his eyes to one side, Rizz glanced at the tall ramkin beside him.
"I'm in charge now, so keep your yap shut till we're back in the big top. Even genius goblins need some time to think before laying out a plan as big as we need."