The bazaar holds an execution stand, surrounded by rabid dogs and peasants walking around begging for food from royals.
Public execution stand, Bazaar
merchant
dogs
I'm a rabid dog in this lousy excuse for a town.  My hobbies include foaming at the mouth, chasing raccoons, and biting stupid children.  If I could travel I would go see Paris because I hear they have a lot of rabid bitches there.
Wonder why he's talking to that guard.  I don't think they're allowed to speak to other people... and they're very stingy with tossing scraps to me too. After 45 years, I have finally become the most successful merchant in this realm! I can't wait to make more money. This lout is ignoring me too. How rude!  I mean, I know I'm not much to look at, but still. I wonder why there are so many dogs here at the execution stand? Ah, good, yes, come closer... don't mind the foam at my mouth... just a wee bit right on the calf, I think. Damn dog! these rabid dogs are making sales difficult. Ahahaha, the joy of the chase!  I'll just snatch this away before that daft merchant tries to attack me again Damn dog is running away with my food. This guard is incompetent of controlling his mutt. Come back!  Ha - if you want this food back so badly, you'll have to trade for it.  Isn't that what being a merchant is for?   My bag is empty. I have no dog treats for the likes of you. Pah!  What care I for your leftovers?  No, I want something much more valueable than that.  And you will give it to me, or I will slobber all over this food with my rabidy ways. That food is worth no where close to the jewelry that I am wearing. All I would offer you is this scarf. 