Graakt looked at the harpy, his face showing his tired nature at this situation in their town. [color=39b54a]"The knights are trying to find anyone connected to a public assassination. This entire season has been a back and forth between the knights who think they have power, and the groups here that actually have power. The knights, they are desperate. They are rounding up everyone, interrogating them, hurting them. Most people come back, some don't. The city is reaching a boiling point."[/color] 

He leaned back against the wall behind him sighing. He'd been lucky so far, having avoided interrogation. He didn't know anything, hell, it seemed no one did. When the strange looking man spoke, it definitely warranted a new bout of attention. [color=39b54a][b]"You came all this way for a knick knack, one you don't even know about?"[/b][/color] He chuckled slightly at the ridiculousness of it. [color=39b54a][b]"Did you upset your master and she sent you on a fool's errand to get you out of her hair for a while?"[/b][/color]

Then he heard the door to the shop open, hearing several thumps of boots on wood. He held a thick, green finger to his lips, and listened in. [color=f7976a][b]"Well hello again, Tret. It is nice to see you've healed up nicely, though I personally think your face was prettier all black and blue. Have you seen a group of people? An orc, a bird, and some blasted, winged bastard child? We have a few... questions for them, and they were seen heading this way." [/b][/color]

The man's voice was stubborn, [b][color=7ea7d8]"No one comes by here cept those wanting hooks and spearheads. And idiots asking stupid questions."[/color][/b] 

There was thud, the sound of a fist colliding into Tret's stomach, and a gasp of air, [color=f7976a][b]"You best mind your manners next time, or I may just find you needing questioned, again."[/b][/color] With that, the boots turned and left. 

After giving plenty of time, Tret entered the back, [color=7ea7d8][b]"You're good to go, but they went toward your shop. May want to go somewhere else for a while." [/b][/color] Graakt nodded, clasping the man on the shoulder, [color=39b54a][b]"Shall we head to the auction a bit early? I do always enjoy speaking with merchants." [/b][/color]

Graakt moved out of the shop, leading the way through the streets. [b][color=39b54a]"You all picked a great time to visit."[/color][/b] Looking over his shoulder at the harpy, [color=39b54a][b]"So what wares did you bring to town?" [/b][/color] He'd listen for a while, leading them down back alleys and side roads, until they were outside the warehouse. Surprisingly there were no knights anywhere in sight, though he suspected that the hosts had made sure knights were turned away, distracted, or beaten down before ever coming close. 

Graakt walked up, presenting a silver coin to the small, human woman at the door, she nodded and smiled, speaking to all of them, [color=fff79a][b]"I am to search you and peace tie any weapons. If your weapons are seen untied during this auction, you will be executed on sight. If you make a bid, but fail to pay at the end of the auction, you will be enslaved. Happy bidding." [/b][/color] Any weapons would be tied to belts, sheathes, whatever was available by leather straps, deep purple in hue.

Gesturing inside, they would see a large wooden stage set in the center of the warehouse, many people bustling about. Around the edges of the warehouse, seemed to be individuals selling goods, some even selling food and drink. There was a lot of money changing hands here. Graakt spoke to his new companions, [color=39b54a][b]"Looking for anything in particular?" [/b][/color]