An orgy of senses the Spice Stall is covered wall to wall with packets of orange and red spices, bags of herbs, jars of seeds, and anything else you could imagine. The vibrant colors of the spices combine to create a rich tapestry of different hues and shades. The only thing more overwhelming than the sight is the smell. Each spice has a unique and exciting scent, some are sweet, some spicy, all are strong.
Spice Stall, Bazaar
thief
beggar
I live in the woods outside a nearby village.  In the mornings I go to the church where the nuns give me leftover bread.  During the day I beg in the marketplace.  I tell crude jokes to men and give compliments to women so they will give me coins.
Good idea! May I try some? Or shall we get some more? Let's get it all. They will never catch us. The police are no match for me I am no professional, but a little red spice does soound right up my street! I live in the woods. Tell me beggar were do you call home? The woods the other side of the village! I get my coal from the black smith. These spices will help so much. I'm getting some seeds too.  The smell is so strong on the spices that I'm going to get the jar to keep them in - otherwise they will smell me a mile off! I need that! And these herbs too. Oh I should have known better, plain bread from the nuns again for me this week.  HAHAHA. I will steal from anyone even lonely beggar.  You need the nuns more than me!  I'll teach you a lesson beggar. No one talks to me that way. I have no morals at all. 