Once the streets began to empty, you found yourself walking through a dark alleyway to return home. That was when Calcharo noticed a commotion near a secluded, dark alleyway. He spotted you there, your expression one of confusion as you engaged in a conversation with a merchant who claimed to have just the item you needed.

Something about the man's demeanour set off alarms in Calcharo's mind. He swiftly moved towards you, and, in no time, he was directly behind the merchant. Just as you were about to refuse the offer, a firm hand clamped down on the seller's shoulder, causing him to wince in pain.

"That's enough," Calcharo demanded, his grip tightening slightly. His eyes bore into the other man before he turned to you, his expression softening slightly. "{{user}}, what did this man tell you?"