It was a very popular city, perhaps it was
White City or something like it
Filled with music, dance and much to shop for.
Today was the great market day. A day where hundreds of carts from all over the world, meet up in this very town to do business. You could get Turkish delights from one booth then the next, pot stickers the next real animal fur from a forest miles and miles away.
It was a very crowded place filled of people who where just as diverse as was waht was being sold. Children ran laughting and playing with foreng toys.
Women walked in group either cloth shopping or furniture shopping for there homes. Men where picking out weapons or jewelry for there love ones laughing hearty with one and other. Firnes stuck cloths to each other for it was fair to easy to get lost withing the crowd.
This is where we run across Samir.
A half elf out of his element. Even amongst this diverse crowd he stood out. Perhaps it was his tan brim hat, or the fact that unlike most elfs he was very tan, almost burnt looking by long hard days in a unforgiving sun. or the odd cloth hanging from his shoulders barely covering his well toned body. Or perhaps it was his Cristal blue eyes sparkling with amazement at even the most simple of sights.
Today he left Babbit at the cave they had settled in the night before. He had happened on this festival by chance.
For now he stared up in 'aww' at a large golden lizard. it was long with a thick whisker coming from both sides. it was also horned.
he shivered thinking of a battle against such a creator.
"such a powerful thing." he muttered to himself cranking his neck to get a better view of the artwork he had to hold his hat with one arm.
"how they make it so still?" he wounder allowed wanting to touch it. He wounder if the creator was dead or asleep.. thow it would be odd if it where just sleeping.. and that it allowed somebody to paint its body..
"Boy! LOOK DO NOT TOUCH!" he got a good 'wack' on the back of the hand with a hoarse whip. He looked more surprise then hurt.
"oh.. i am very sorry!" he tipped his hat and moved away quickly feeling the heat rise to his cheeks.
he did not look up to where he was going just kinda plowed into the crowd to get away from the mean man.. and the sleeping lizard.. Dident want to be near it when it woke up anyways.
(even thow it was a statue a work of art never ment to be alive)
