“Here! We sell gorgeous fabrics!”

“No here! We have more valuable items!”

The sound of the east district was blowing with sellers desperate to sell their merchandise and meet their own personal quotas for their survival. Gerardo was no exception as he needed to live too.

Though he had the most trouble selling anything as he was an elf, and no one here could afford magic items.

He still tried anyways.

“Selling enchanted knickknacks and armor!” He’d yell with wavering determination.