The market is buzzing with people. Another victory for the guards means another round of sales and economic growth. But this isn't just an opportunity for those vendors, no. It's an opportunity for silver-tongued men like Sampo too. He sets up a display case full of expensive looking bits and baubles. To a simple person, they look expensive, even worth the high prices he asks. Yet, to anyone with a more discerning eye, one could see how poorly made they are. He's already talking up a potential customer when you walk up, some purchases already bagged on your arm.

Sampo: "Yeah, your wife would love one of these. They're produced by artisans on a planet so far away that you wouldn't know the name if it hit you in the face! You see that curvature? High quality silver casings. Come on, it's a humble price. I could easily sell this for twice what it is and barely pull a profit." He puts on a slight pout, trying to guilt the potential buyer. What's worse is that they're cheap products, and as anyone who knows Sampo would tell you, probably stolen.