Coatleque slowly walked the line of merchants down Pearl Lane, looking quite out-of-place in her usual dress. Her attempt to not stand out was wasted on the usual guttersnipes that frequented the area. That, and the growing rumors about her did nothing to help her purpose as she carefully examined the wares of each table she passed. Oblivious to her, merchants down the row of would quietly remove key items and place them below only to display them again once she was out of eye-shot.
Not that she was actively looking for contraband. She was looking for for small arms and concealables that were popular with the underground. It was best to be prepared for anything in these recent days, and knowing what your enemies were using ahead of time may tip the scales in your favor.
Her head partially in the clouds, she was not watching where she was going as she slowly collided into the side of a large man carrying various sundries.
"O-oh... excuse me Ser, how clumsy of me!", she started
Not that she was actively looking for contraband. She was looking for for small arms and concealables that were popular with the underground. It was best to be prepared for anything in these recent days, and knowing what your enemies were using ahead of time may tip the scales in your favor.
Her head partially in the clouds, she was not watching where she was going as she slowly collided into the side of a large man carrying various sundries.
"O-oh... excuse me Ser, how clumsy of me!", she started
