Galhalon

"Fresh milk for sale! Get your fresh milk!"

"Get your fresh Minotaur milk!"

"We've got shiny bronze swords for sale! They're cheap, strong enough to parry beast attacks!"

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"Come and try our freshly baked dough! These small but mighty doughs will satisfy your hunger for seven days or more. They're magically infused and only cost a silver coin each."

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"Hey, uncle, come check out our goods, nyaaaa~"

*Gulp*

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"Boost your confidence with our incredible magic-imbued potions! They can increase your size, and they're only 2 silver coins per vial."

"I can't take it anymore! You bloody liar!" Marilyn bellows as she grabs the shirt of a skinny Satyr standing in front of a small market stall.

"Ehuek~! Don't hurt me, madam, I didn't do anything. Were you dazzled by my beauty?" The Satyr says with a perverted grin, licking his lips.