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The marketplace, full of various carts and tents of different colours and sizes. You approach what looks like a horse drawn cart with no horses near, unnecessary brass piping, valves and gauges decorate the contraption, steam hissing forth from various places every so often. Around the cart, lying out on rugs can be seen various objects of different uses, from strange hats and clothing, to a shelf with various inks and discarded papers, cages filled with varied bugs and a bin full of flowers, even an aquarium filled with assorted fish, though mostly cuttle fish it seems, and aquarium accessories stored on the shelf beneath. A young man approaches you, a slightly metallic brass sheen to his face, and copper hands extended from his sleeves suggest clockwork mechanics, which is otherwise not hinted.
He gestures behind him at the cart with the crowbar clutched in his hand, nodding lightly at you.
"Hello there. The names Brian, I'm the shop keeper here."
He gestures behind him at the cart with the crowbar clutched in his hand, nodding lightly at you.
"Feel free to look around."
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