The farmers market is surrounded with shops and food to buy. Foods from all around the lands.
The Farmers market, Bazaar
frog
torture assistant
I am the torture assistant. I live in the dungeon and help the jailor extract confessions for the king. I have lots of tools at my disposal.
Yes, some very appealing tomatoes, peppers and onions to go with the sausages I just bought. A busy morning wringing out confessions from those lowlifes makes a guy hungry! Maybe if I stay quiet... He won't notice I'm here... Oh, but I do see you my little amphibious friend. Lucky for you I already have lunch in my basket. A nice pair of frog legs would go nicely with these potatoes and fresh bread! You can't eat me! I... I'm poisonous! Aye, so very poisonous. You would die if you ate my legs! Perhaps if you were one of those little tree frogs from the Amazon, I might believe it, but such is not the case. I could whip out my knife right now and make a good start on a frog leg dinner! But.. You cannot do that, because... I am a magic frog. Quite magical! And if you were to kill be, you would be cursed for one thousand years! One thousand, I promise you! A thousand years? Really? All that for such a little frog, even if he is "magical"? Well... I am the... prized pet of an excessive and dramatic.. um... wizard. Hmm, little froggy, you know I am the torture assistant, capable of getting the truth from the hardest criminal. You wouldn't try to deceive me now would you? Oh, never. Never, never, never, never. But I must warn you that if you were to even try, my um... great wizard would find you and he do a um... very bad thing to you. Yes, terrible. And who might this great wizard be? I was unaware that we had any such personages in the kingdom. Perhaps Karnak the Great, or maybe Harry Potter? He is a very secretive man, you see. So secretive, to speak his name would be a death sentence... probably. So don't even guess it, I warn you! Just... leave me be?