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Message: <blockquote data-quote="reddist" data-source="post: 2185207" data-attributes="member: 5212">As you walk and talk, Bran leads you through the Wharf district and a narrow band of housing, mostly thin-walled, wooden apartments, and into a Merchant disctrict known as the Lysle Street Market.  Moving uphill from the docks, flickering torches and oil lamps give way to the steady pale blue light of arcane lightposts, which are scattered along the walkways and at intersections.  The buildings change as well, from roughly finished wooden structures to roughly carved limestone and granite block structures.  Cobblestone streets become smoothly tiled with grey stone, interlaced with blue and black bricks at crossways. The evening activity is winding down in the Lysle Street Market.  Shopkeepers are removing wares from outside displays back into their stores, and pushing tables and benches up against the walls.  Some are still haggling over last minute sales with customers, while a few watchful guardsmen pace back and forth, their pikes ringing as they tap the ground.  In a matter of minutes the entire Market area will be packed up for another day and the streets turned over to the night watch.Bran brings you to a small shop at the far end of the Market.  There are small metal-worked trinkets in the window, animals, birds, flowers and such, all cunningly made from forged steel and worked to very fine detail with a skilled hand.  The sign over the door reads "Doogle's Dainties."A small metal bell rings clear and with perfect tone as Bran opens the door.  You see an old silver-haired dwarf behind the counter, pulling pieces with colored gems worked into them out of glass display cases and placing them in a stout metal chest.  "Eh?!  I'm closing up!  Whatcha want?"  The dwarf pauses and looks up at you.  "Oh... Bran.  Well now, if you're here, you musta gotten yourself in a heap of trouble with that lass of yours! Ha!"  Laughing, Doogle claps his hands in anticipation of another good sale.  "Oh, hello to you lot as well!  Come in and poke around if you'd like.  Don't worry 'bout breakin' nuthin'.  Nuthin' will break!"Doogle pauses a moment when he sees Kragor, and nods at him solemnly at him.  "Long way from Brimrock, aren't ya mate?  Well, long days and pleasant nights to you and yours."  Doogle also takes the time to eye Ven up and down, "Now listen lad, just 'cause I said it don't break, that's not an excuse to try!  Ha!"  The ancient dwarf continues to giggle to himself as he settles in to haggle with Bran over the perfect piece for his lady-friend.</blockquote>

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