The Marshland Market
With a friendly nod and a smile, Awsten sends you off through his territory to the the Marshland Market. His directions are a bit unclear, but you think you understand them. After walking for what seems like forever some folliage rustles. You tense up, ready for a fight if it came to that. A heavily scarred male tiger pushes his way through the brush before bowing his head. You note that he's pretty small for a male in your head before he speaks. "Greetings your Majesty, My name is Scorch, I'm the owner of the market" His voice is soft and gentle much to your surprise. You notice his gaze shifting from behind you back to you "I... assume that's why you're here? You aren't far off it's just this way" He leads you over to a clearing, before nodding his head "All my wares are here, perhaps you'll find something you like!" He says with a smile sitting by a pile of beetles. Scorch gives you a friendly nod before beginning to sort through the pile.
