A rich, sweet smoke wafts across the outdoor market beside Center's Bull's Eye Inn. A pleased looking, but fishy smelling, tiny figure in green is seen darting to and fro. The pepper merchant seems to have grown weary of bartering and knocked an entire True off the price he offers her. The vault keeper too has grown accustomed to her using her space to store firewood.
((OOC Thanks for the PC assistance! Fun RP and she couldn't have done it without you! If I could have XP bonked you, I would have. Instead, here's a virtual clover.