[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location:[/color] Traders’ Market[/center][hr]
Cuyler walked through the South Gate happily, acknowledging the guards and made jokes with a couple he knew as he made the pass several times. He moved his belongings into the Hefring before he took his final bag back to an empty booth. Thia tagged along beside him until he started to set up and she bolted off to greet people she knew and to harass those she didn’t. 
Cuyler smiled to himself as he set up his booth, organizing things by category and price. Of course Cuyler would be selling items of his own unique creation, including cutting boards with landscape scenes from the Land of Lost Nights, unique figurines from tales told in his hometown as well as here and several figures that were modeled after Thia in her wolf form; she was his biggest inspiration. His usual bigger items were left behind to ensure there was enough room on the boat for his personal belongings. 
Next to his unique items, he had jewelry made from precious stones and metals only found in the Land of Lost Nights. These he had traded his own services for or simply bought himself. The necklaces were Cuyler’s personal favourite. The artistry put in with the [url=https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR0AGawi15i_oYmK8_jzUX4tz0Dj3-T2BMgWLRPG7Mx2ReNoedXnQ] intricate designs and gems[/url] were sure to catch anyone’s attention and the maker’s creativity wasn’t stopped there. He had found several pieces that were designed in the like of [url=https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSvmoiD7yoh5AO0eVt44eIGyLSIHdsB4M6t6FRhqixsHWpw7ts9] animals[/url]. A few even reminded him of Thia. The rings as well deserved their own boasting as they were basically [url=https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0977/2234/products/1-pc-Wolf-Rings-Beak-Mouth-Shape-Ring-Viking-Norse-Rune-Vintage-Signet-Men-Jewelry-254751_1400x.jpg?v=1509828935]  weapons[/url] themselves. 
As Cuyler continued to set up he let his senses take over. This was one of the things his father first taught him; observation. You had to hear as much as you saw and feel more, than what you heard. It wasn’t always about having the best items or haggling for the best prices that got you the sale, it was relating with the buyers with a certain degree of empathy. By doing this Cuyler noted a unique couple talking and their words drifted to him through the aid of the crowd and wind. 
A sparkle to his left caught his eye momentarily and he turned his head to look at the Wizard Tower. The sun danced across the golden pyramid before flashing down the rest of the building and caused a unique glow that only seemed to happen at that particular building. Cuyler grinned and turned his attention back to the couple. 
He moved to the far right end of his table before speaking. [color=pink]”Gentlemen! I couldn’t help but overhear your troubles,” [/color] Cuyler paused. Everyone well knew it was the Northern Traders’ job to overhear everything. If there was a fact you wanted known your best chance was to ask a Northern Trader. [color=pink]”I’m sure we can find something suitable for an ExtraOrdinary wizard here. Welcome back to The Castle Rowland,”[/color] Cuyler added, with a respectful bow of his head to the ex-ExtraOrdinary wizard. There was truth in what the old man’s companion said; Blaise Rowland’s presence, would be enough to satisfy Arya.