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<blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 7514379" data-attributes="member: 11520">Teodor Kirila Human RogueThe lanky young man carelessly tossed back his dark hair, which could have used a trim, as he eyed the goods on display. His youth as a merchant informed his eye. Those rugs will never fetch that much. I wonder how she got that patina in the wooden bowls? Those silks are in a new color this season, might be worth picking up a bolt or two... He strolled with confidence, feeling as at home as he did anywhere in this time. He adopted a causal air, but the quality of his gear and the keenness of his eyes marked him as more than just another farm boy come to town. The dozen weapons and studded leather armor further marked him as something other than a local boy come to town. His well made clothes are fashionable, but clearly made for work rather than idleness. He spied friends near the fountain and started toward them, but then paused with a blank look. His eyes were still looking toward them, but they did not seem to focus or track. When did their hair turn gray and their skin wrinkle so? He blinked and suddenly he was himself again. Walking toward the fountain with a smile for his friends. &quot;What bargains have you found this day.&quot; he asks pleasantly. OOC: Teoder is not looking for anything in particular, but would take the opportunity to get something good to eat. [roll0]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Scotley, post: 7514379, member: 11520"] [b]Teodor Kirila Human Rogue[/b] The lanky young man carelessly tossed back his dark hair, which could have used a trim, as he eyed the goods on display. His youth as a merchant informed his eye. [COLOR="#A9A9A9"][I]Those rugs will never fetch that much. I wonder how she got that patina in the wooden bowls? Those silks are in a new color this season, might be worth picking up a bolt or two... [/I][/COLOR] He strolled with confidence, feeling as at home as he did anywhere in this time. He adopted a causal air, but the quality of his gear and the keenness of his eyes marked him as more than just another farm boy come to town. The dozen weapons and studded leather armor further marked him as something other than a local boy come to town. His well made clothes are fashionable, but clearly made for work rather than idleness. He spied friends near the fountain and started toward them, but then paused with a blank look. His eyes were still looking toward them, but they did not seem to focus or track. [I]When did their hair turn gray and their skin wrinkle so?[/I] He blinked and suddenly he was himself again. Walking toward the fountain with a smile for his friends. [COLOR="#FF8C00"]"What bargains have you found this day."[/COLOR] he asks pleasantly. OOC: Teoder is not looking for anything in particular, but would take the opportunity to get something good to eat. [roll0] [/QUOTE]

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