Another turn and they would come in sight of the market.  People as far as the eyes could see, all going about their business whatever it may be.  Dalious paused from his group, separating himself for mere moments as he was finally capable of knocking off the block of ice that Gwyn put upon his mouth.  When he looked up there after, he had lost his comrades in a crowd of people.

None of them in sight, the first thing he found was a direct slap in the face.  He shook his head clear to see a beautiful red headed woman, one he had recognized slightly.  Her name was Elizabeth and she was, at least last he remembered, a working whore.  

"Aww, my love!!" He exclaimed.

"Don't talk to me like we're in kindness you rubbish piece of shite!!"she yelled back, slapping him one more time across his cheek.  "You horrible excuse for a man!  You owe me a fine sum you miserable wank!"

Dalious looked around for an out, but his new friends seemed to disappear.  "You never paid me for that time we did the naught, running away like a thief newborn child!!  You owe me some coin!!!  Now!"

"Didn't I pay that in love??....love?" He asked, trying to remember who in the hell she was.  Unfortunately, he soon remembered after one more slap to the face.

"You had me and then stole back the money you owed me you right piece of shit!" she yelled.

"Aww, the memory is a bit fuzzy.."

She slapped him again.  

"Listen, love...umm...Ellie??"

"Elizabeth!!". She slapped him again.

"Right..." His cheek was turned red.  "I'm sorry love...no need to worry.  I've got your money here...". He handed over what the newcomer woman they had just met had handed him.

"It's a bit short,"Elizabeth said.  "But...it will do... don't let me find you again."

Dalious nodded in agreement.  "Ma'am."

Once she finally walked away, he looked around for his companions again.  He found himself lost in a sea of people.