The air is filled with the scent of exotic spices, and crowds of people jostle each other to examine the wares peddled by enthusiastically loud merchants.  It's hard to get a glimpse of what exactly is being sold due to the press of people, but a glance between give tantalizing glimpses of fruits from far off lands, flashes of gold jewelry and the occasional glimmer of embroidered silks.  Truly a bustling place and the heart of the city.
Bazaar, Bazaar
merchant
visitor
I have arrived after days of travel with grave news for the king. The neighboring kingdom has been destroyed. What was once a castle is now smoldering ruin. I have to warn him, before they are next.
Greetings, good man Good day! Is there something here that strikes your fancy? Ah ... I should like some exotic spices to take home with me but I am on an urgent message to the King  Priorities are in order I see! Would you care for saffron or thyme? Seeds for baking? Or perhaps dyes for fine silks? Ahhhhh saffron! May I smell it?  Here, take a sample. You can taste the exotic winds of Crete. It is superb. How much must I pay for such perfection?  It's yours for just a half-crown. Ah that is a little steep my good man. Would you include some of that thyme as well?  I could part with it, easily. Thyme is in good supply.  Then we have a deal! Now I must hasten to see the King. Gosh, is that smoke rising from the Palace?  It would appear that way, yes.