Tristan walked through the Hollister market, looking from one small stall to the next he couldn't  help but smile.  As he looked through the small crowd he knew he probably would not make it out of here much richer, but every little bit counts.

“pardon me” Tristan said as a large man ran into him on the street “I wasn't paying attention to were I was going”.

“Watch it!” The man yelled as he shoved Tristan out of his way. Tristan's smile grew wider as he heard the Man begin haggling with a shifty looking man behind a stall

Pocketing the small sack of money, Tristan slipped into the small in he had heard about. He fought to suppress a giggle as the mans shouting was cut off by the door shutting. Looking through the bar he began moving to the back to the man who seemed to be waiting for something.

“Hello,” he said walking up to the mans table. “Are you the one putting together a team for the star that fell up in the mountains”?