With the wooden box tucked safely away in his bag, he nods his goodbye to the merchant and takes his leave - it is not long before he spots the colors, his eyes sensitive to the bright display of the silks.
Skellig ducks into this stall quickly, and begins to browse the offerings carefully.
"These are some of the best examples of color I've seen so far today," he comments idly to the person running the stall, as he looks closer at some of the pieces. In his mind, he is pondering what color he would best like to see Kreyu draped in...or sprawled upon.
(But that thought he must refrain from entertaining for more than a very brief moment, lest he cause a 'ruckus' in the market.)
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Date: 2024-05-26 01:36 am (UTC)Skellig ducks into this stall quickly, and begins to browse the offerings carefully.
"These are some of the best examples of color I've seen so far today," he comments idly to the person running the stall, as he looks closer at some of the pieces. In his mind, he is pondering what color he would best like to see Kreyu draped in...or sprawled upon.
(But that thought he must refrain from entertaining for more than a very brief moment, lest he cause a 'ruckus' in the market.)
"Are these to be worn, or...?"