Amon watched the strange creature for a moment , unsure how to react to his strange antics, but his attention was quickly grabbed as the bidding  seemed to be starting, he wasn't to worried about the bard, Amon barely knew of him, and if he had yet to make a name for himself as a performer, Amon doubted he'd put up too much opposition. He did however start to worry as the pottery merchant chimed in. If one merchant started bidding, others stall owners may yet smell an opportunity, and it could quickly snowball from there. He sighed as he grabbed his hat back from the stall and donning it, winking at Rook before rising on his coils, putting himself a good foot above the others in the crowd and raising his hat to gain the merchants attention, adorning a false bravado, "Ha, I see her two  coins and offer my five in their place," he yelled, making a bit of a spectacle of it. It was a bit of a cruel tactic he knew, jumping the offer like that, but he knew these bidding wars could go badly if you couldn't scare off the competition early.