Naldriël reacts surprised, normally humans steer clear from him and his hooded face. He likes to go as unnoticed as possible when he makes his visits to the shops. Apparently that didn't work in this town he visited for the first time.
After a silence that feels like a life time, Naldriël responds with a simple ‘I’ve got game to sell’, and hastily walks away into the anonymity of the crowd before the gentleman can even respond.
Naldriël hates when strangers try to make sudden contact, the last time he trusted a random stranger, it ended badly. He got robbed of the little to no things he had with him. He sighs in relief as he passes through the crowd, towards the, what seems to be local leather craftsman, hoping he would be interested in buying some of the pelts he collected while hunting.
FIN.
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