[centre][h1]Marcus[/h1][/centre]
[@Squirrel98]
[color=chocolate]'' We'll need to get some food. There should be a butcher's store not too far from here. On the way, we can step in the other stores to check if they have any fruit, beans or biscuits, if not we will have to start searching the houses. The animals should be able to survive off scraps once we ran out of feed for quite a while, so we're not getting anything for them''[/color] Marcus rambled on, not sparing a glance at the celebration. Personally, he did not enjoy such events but at least they were distracting enough to allow the crew to do their business without any problems. Moving slightly towards the wall of buildings lining the street, Marcus began to look into the store windows trying to figure out what they sold. 

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[centre][h1]Anya[/h1][/centre]
[@Blade17]
[color=8493ca]'' Don't be such a coward Blake''[/color] laughed Anya, putting her tankard down on a nearby table [color=8493ca]'' Afterall aren't we just British traders? Just a group of law-abiding businessmen''[/color]. The girl glanced around, compering the peasants to the guards. There had to be a logical explanation for how they were dressed. Maybe it was so the common-folk could actually relax without the fear of getting arrested? Besides, it's not like any of them was being suspected of any wrongdoing at the moment, so she saw no reason to leave. They rarely got to spend time in a town and she wanted to make most of it.
[color=8493ca]'' We'll be fine!''[/color] The nymph claimed as she leaned against the table.
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[centre][h1]Jane[/h1][/centre]
[@Squirrel98]
Jane cackled as she attempted to fix-up her hair [color=mediumspringgreen]''I'm quite sure they will believe me over you, so unless you want to spend the night in the stocks, answer my question.[/color] Having played this game multiple times, she knew that she just had to push a little further to make someone try to attack her. Then she could make a scene and get away with her crime. Glancing at the dirty scarf and shook her head. Feeling a small shred of pity, she muttered [color=mediumspringgreen]'' You'll need water and ashwood for that. You're just going to make it worse if you try cleaning it with your hands.''[/color]