Scouting in Enemy Territory (2)

The landing spot that Quinlan chose was an area close to the market. As such, he found it soon after walking in the pre-determined direction. However, as soon as he arrived, he noticed a few differences.

"There's not many people..."

Only a few stalls were up, and most were selling scaps, literally. The little "diversion" that he caused before had messed up the livelihood of a lot of people... But Quinlan didn't care about that. Rather, he was a little disappointed, as he wanted to look around material stores to see if some new materials could pique his interest.

But in the current situation, he'd have better luck searching a forest for materials than looking for a decent stall that's open.

"No choice," Quinlan sighed, before heading to an old man's stall.

He was selling accessories, but none of them were skillfully made. Quinlan could make better ones with his eyes closed, as long as he had the materials, or so he thought as he glanced at the items.