[Calieo]

	Up ahead the street had begun to grow wider, and Calieo grimaced as the sound of the marketplace grew louder. They were terrible little conventions scattered about this city, filled with needlessly loud imbeciles trying to hock their worthless goods. They'd all proved to be useless so far despite everyone's confidence in the collections of stalls and booths. What Calieo needed was direction, someone who could tell her where to find what she seeked, but unfortunately she only had the vaguest idea of what that was. She knew it was old, far too old for any normal archive to contain any information regarding it's whereabouts. Calieo doubted anyone selling anything from out of a booth would have such knowledge, but still it was the only option anyone had told her of.

	The street soon began to grow wider, and moments later Calieo stood at the edge of yet another plaza occupied with dozens of booths and tents. People pushed past each other as they ducked between shops, coin being swapped for goods while shop keepers tried to manage multiple customers at once. The disorganization of it all made Calieo even more unhappy than she already had been, and she groaned loudly before moving towards the market to examine what it had to offer. Quickly she moved past as many stalls as she could, eyeing each one for long enough to see what they sold before moving on to the next. So far Calieo had seen only one stall selling anything remotely close to what she needed, but upon opening one of the books set out on the counter Calieo found it to be full of practical use information regarding something called 'cooking'. 

After passing about every stall this market had to offer and finding nothing, Calieo had her hands in her hair and was about ready to pull it out. Deciding against that, the knight lowered her hands and drew in a sharp breath to try calming herself. All this commotion was unbearably irritating, and now convinced that these markets were useless Calieo had no reason to stay. Angrily she stormed off, heading for the nearest street she could see and pushing past a few people to get there hastily. In her rush the knight failed to notice the shop set out on a fur blanket near the ground, and instead focused on shoving aside the young woman standing in front of it. Without pausing to excuse herself Calieo walked over top the blanket, her boot crushing a wooden trinket that had been on display as she walked onward.