"Indeed" Emeric agreed, his eyes catching the hostile glances and glares from the townsfolk.
The group ventured into the market square, their eyes gazing around. The market square wasn't grand but quite a few stalls were able to squeeze in, making the small square feel quite bustling.
"We should try and find a trade partner or shop to sell first then after that we will look around for a bit" Seeing the dense crowd of people running around, Randrick spoke up.
Just as the group was about to move to the sides, intending to search for a suitable shop, a rather large commotion attracted Randrick and Emeric's attention. They turn to see a group of men dressed in standard darkened steel armor with fur lining approach them.
Randrick stared at the group as they approached, 'A Squire!'
