[h3]Falke – East Shopping District, Yellow Market. [/h3]

 Chambala had just about finished polishing the blade of her spear when a girl appeared who seemed vaguely interested in her. The huntress kept a watch on her with her peripheral vision, without removing her eyes from the spear for now as she pulled it near her eyes to see the steel from up close, checking for dirt, dried blood or anything else that might turn in as a hindrance at a later date.

 When the woman started speaking, Chambala lowered her weapon and placed in on her lap as she looked up, quickly studying the other woman with curiosity. She looked  frail... and thin! Almost like a cute little animal actually. Still her attire spoke of certain degree of a good profession and education. 

 “Don't ma'am me.” Chambala quickly replied with a smile.” I'm not married nor do I have children. Besides I'm probably not much older if at all than you.” The huntress stated as she stretched her arms and smiled.” Person in golden armor? Hmmm...” She started, making a thinking sound.” You'd better, move a step backw...” She started as the woman in gilded armor appeared, shoving the smaller woman to the side as she passed.” ..ards... Too late~” She smirked, noticing one of her hand carved wooden necklace broken from when the knight stepped on it with her steel boots just now.

 “Hey, the woman in the golden armor, stop it right there!” Chambala called with mildly annoyed voice. Despite these trinkets selling for relatively low price, they still took effort and time to create and the one that was just broken would have provided her with quite some fruits she could dry and use throughout the winter!” You just broke one of my merchandise! I must as you to at least pay part of the price of it... they take time to craft, you know.” She added.