Very small and very compact, trinkets, baubles, necklaces and beads hang from just about every corner of the makeshift stall.  The stones glitter in the near-constant light of the day as the trader holds up one thing and then another to try to make some money for the day.
A jewelry stall, Bazaar
craftsman
the trader
I am a trader, I peddle items I acquire throughout the kingdom. Many people seek me out for my infamous healing elixirs. I am often weary from my travels as a trader of precious goods.
What are you selling today, Craftsman? Well I have some gear that my Uncle Fenchurch sent me, nothing notable this week. What gear would that be? Some ships, vehicles, armor. Jewels, take your choosing. Tell me more about the jewels you have? Where are they from? They are from a land far away of erentil.  I have never heard of such before. What lies over there?  It is a land void of life. Many perils. Why would such tragedy be a pleasure to wear? What are you here looking for then? What can I interest you in? It is the perils that make these jewels rare. untouched by human hands. Then whose hands have they touched? What creature?! Just me, I went to the void and earned these jewels.