When Camlin secures his pouch, he notes a shifty-eyed fellow wearing a great gray cloak that conceals everything about him but the two bright lights of his eyes. Seeing that Cam has taken this precaution, the fellow, who had been quartering up from the left rear coming toward the party of adventurers, veers off to the southwest in search of easier pickings.
In the Plaza, you see an auction being conducted for a very tall, green, trollish slave, but, as there are no bids being offered, the auctioneer is acting more as a hawker, trying desperately to drum up some interest in his wares, "Come on then, who's going to be the first to bid on this fine worker? You can beat him, you can whip him, you can stick him, and he just keeps coming back for more! Be the first on your block to have one! It's the latest thing, why this chap was wrangled in far away Sunndi, and here he is being offered to you, complete with full papers, too."