In the bustling market, where the air buzzed with chatter and the scent of spices, the reader weaved through the crowded stalls. Amid the chaos, a dimly lit corner caught their eye. There, half-hidden in the shadows, sat a cloaked figure with a heavy backpack. His piercing eyes locked onto the you and as you approach he spoke in a low, gravelly tone "Got something that might interest ya…" In front of him sat multiple items like weapons, armor, medicine, and etc
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