Post by Sir Caedric Moore on Mar 13, 2016 19:59:45 GMT -8
GCXII - Bignette - Economy - The Streets of Orevale -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-The Streets of Orevale-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- The streets were abuzz with life as the Commander of the Valeguard crunched across the snowy cobbles of Drake's Well. His return to Orevale had been uneventful; despite the retinue of guards and the dragon's skull they toted in his wake, only a few heads turned as they passed. The citizens of the town were too busy talking and shopping at the many new brightly-colored market stalls that had sprung up in the commander's absence to notice his return.
"Spiced wine!" "Goat's meat!" "Hot pies! Get your hot fruit pies!", the vendors called, plying their wares to the people of the mountain town as the smell of pies cooling on windowsills assailed their nostrils. All of the usual Garhim fares were present, but what caught Caedric's attention and that of his men was the proliferation of many unknown and colorful fruits, the most notable of which were oddly-shaped and had funny names like "banana" and "pineapple", though Caedric had lived around pine trees his whole life and had never seen anything remotely resembling a fruit come off of one. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- As always, comments and criticism are welcome and appreciated! Ronin