Alright, so you all exit the Curium with Milo shouting behind you, "Good luck and hope to do business with y'all again." The square outside is starting to get busier as mid-afternoon rolls around. You all see adults going in and out of shops and stalls, there are children running around playing, a female halfling squeeze by you to get inside the Curium, and a guard patrol is escorting someone out of the square; you can guess they are probably going to a nearby jail. So, what does everyone want to do?

Thardigord wants to check the group's sleeping quarters back at the Rough Rider's home base and watch how Umuni concocts her vials of antivenom.

Outside the shop Mattias looks up and squints at the mid afternoon sun then turns his attention to the crowds milling about the marketplace. Watching busy people scurry this way and that, he is struck by the simple pleasure of having completed your errands early and to have no other pressing concerns.

"This isnt really my town," he says to the group, shrugging. "I'd gladly tag along on another stop, or we could head back to headquarters. Thardigord, how was that burrito?"

The munching dwarf shuffles next to his comrade after hearing him ask a question.

"Truth to be told, this burrito is tasty as well as it is spicy. The old man really knows his stuff. From the dried hot peppers to the succulent meat, they really complement each other. As soon as ye put it near yer nose, ye already know yer in for a treat. And when ye start chewing, its deep flavor begin to burst inside and rolls through yer tongue, like a riding a prancing wild horse dashing through an open field. Ye know its dangerous but ye can't help but enjoy the moment."

He continues consuming his first helping of burrito before moving to his second one.

"Thardigord thinks it is good but I need to drink another round of ale and an empty outhouse after this."

With a write up like that, Mattias is powerless to refuse. While the group debates he goes and purchases a burrito from the vendor. Opting for a medium spice, Thardigord's need for an outhouse somewhat colouring his perception of the spiciest burrito...

He eats quietly, standing at the edge of the group. The dwarf wasn't wrong though. This is very good.

Tarkin just shakes his head "We should probably head back to Headquarters. Get the antivenom brewed and rest up so we can head out early tomorrow." Tarkin looks over "Plus I am not trying to be on the road with those 2 after those burritos settle."

Nadarr walks quietly next to the group, lost in thought. Before too long, however, he turns to the group. “I do have one errand I would like to run. If you all wish to come along, you may, but I am also fine with doing this myself.” Without turning to look back, he heads off in the direction of the richer districts of the city, traveling the paths he knows by heart. Eventually he reaches the Copper Clasp and enters the door, looking around for his sister.

"All I have right now is time, Nadarr. I'll tag along." Mattias marvels at the architecture and ornate shopfronts within the more well-to-do areas of town. "This is your part of town then?"

Nadarr shrugs. “You could say that. I am a Redmark, after all. I’ve never really felt comfortable with the splendor, but it is how I was raised nonetheless.” Nadarr‘s hands constantly move during the walk, as if to be sparring with a phantom opponent. He never breaks his stride during the display, and none of the passer-by give him any trouble, as if this sight is common.

For Thardigord who wants to see Umuni conocting her vials of antivenom, she responds. (I know you didn't state Thardigord ever asked it openly, but I wanted to answer IC, so I'll assume he did, just on this circunstance if you don't mind.) "I'll do it when we set to sleep, I think that might be a better use of my time, than going there now to come back to continue exploring the town...."

Umuni, preferring whatever place other than the town market, follows Nadarr as well, also looking in awe at the details to be found in the way there. Hearing the conversation started between Mattias and Nadarr, she decides to enter in as well. "Yeah, that's a lot better than what I'm used to... Don't get me wrong, I already visited places such as these, they just weren't common place for me, and they would sometimes make me more unconfortable than the market, somehow..."

You all make your way to the richer side of town. The presence of the Guards of Red is heavier than that of the area around the central market. You all also notice that those that live here are wearing finer clothes, and that this area of town has a higher population of dragonborn. Being led by Nadarr, you all make you way to the market square that Copper Clasp is located in. The building is located in the southwest corner of the small market square, and is a single story building made from cut stone. The front of the building has two small windows, one on each side of the door and a stone slab at the base of the door. Above the door, carved into the stone, are the words Copper Clasp and is outlined in copper. A female dragonborn stands outside of the shop, she has brass scales and is wearing a green dress. Nadarr, you recognize her as Raiann and she doesn't seem to notice you and everyone else walking up.

Thardigord tries to recall information regarding the Copper Clasp's stone structure.

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Nadarr’s hands drop do his side for a second, then a smile lights up his face. “Raiann!” he calls out joyfully before running up and embracing her. “It’s been to long. Tell me, how have you been? I trust you are well? How’s the business?” Years of stress and duty seems to melt off his face. Still holding his sister’s shoulders, he looks her over once more. “Oh, it’s so good to see you after these past few months.” His smile seems to get even wider as he remembers the silly pranks and joyful moments they had shared.

Mattias hangs back from Nadarr and the dragonborn he has embraced. This is obviously a private moment and he doesn't want to intrude.

Instead, he busies himself with some window shopping at the Copper Clasp, leaning over to Umuni, "If I'd known we would be intruding on some kind of reunion, I might have gone back to headquarters. Where's home for you?"

Umuni goes much the same route as Mattias, waiting behind in the Copper Clasp, but she's not too interested in anything shopping. "Where I live? I lived in that other city that goes northwest from here, Kimjunction, but now I left and I basically live in the closest tavern to me..."

"And that's where you learned to brew potions? That's some craft if you don't mind me saying. What's Kinjunction like? So far I've only been round Oldtown, and now Risingsun."

[Thardigord]
You know that the stonework looks fairly sturdy and that whomever crafted it was good at their job, but not much else.

[Nadarr]
Raiann looks over in your direction hearing her name being called and when she sees Nadarr her face lights up in a wide smile. "Nadarr!" She yells back and meets Nadarr halfway hugging him back. "It has been a few months, but I have been well and the business is doing fine." She takes a step back. "What about you? Torinn said you left the guard to join up with some new guild that formed."

[Mattias]
From what Mattias can see, this appears to be a jewelry shop. There are rings, necklaces, broaches, and what looks like some kind of hair piece; and majority of the jewelry is made from copper. It is all well made, but Mattias doesn't see anything that says what the prices are. 

(OOC: I am going to say that everyone is still outside the shop, just to clear up any confusion there may be.)

Nadarr nods, smile still across his face. “That I have. They’re good people. In fact, I have some of them with me.” He steers her over towards the group. As they go, he asks “How is Torinn? I haven’t seen him since I left the Guard. I haven’t seen anyone, really. How has everyone been?” He waits for her reply, and then afterwords addresses the group. “Everyone, I would like your attention for a moment, if you would please. I would like to present to you the most wonderful woman in this city, Raiann Redmark. Raiann, this is Thardigord, Mattias, Umuni, and Tarkin.” He gestures to each in turn. “They all are good people, if not a bit on the rough and tumble side.”

Still talking with Mattias, Umuni responds. "Kinjunction, being the capital and all, is pretty mixed, there's everything good and bad there..." She seems like she's still wanting to continue talking, but gets interrupted by Nadarr's presentations.

"Oh, hi. Glad to meet you..." Umuni tells Raiann, but she seems more intent on looking and hearing rather than talking, her past experiences made her a bit anti-social when charisma is not of real importance. Specifically she's looking at how Raiann reacts to the group, and specially to the half-orc herself, as people rarely seem nearly as welcoming to her as that group was.

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Tarkin bows to Raiann removing his hat "Its a true pleasure to meet you Raiann."