Brave the cold for goods [OPEN] Mar 9, 2017 18:28:50 GMT
Post by Sansho on Mar 9, 2017 18:28:50 GMT
He didn't care much for the Arcosian's pleasantries. Still, in any case, he needn't pull himself out of the discussion—seemed that the other two had their own discussion between themselves. Sansho, on the other hand, kept his gaze towards the smattering of small houses and buildings in front of him. The storm had come to a close, and the snow had settled into sleet.A few of the town's people began to come out of their shelter. A few looked up to the skies, their hands held out to measure the snowfall, or rather the lack thereof. A few children burst from the houses and into the snow, some packing it in their hands into snowballs while a few others began to pile it up into huge mounds in the making of a snowman. Men in heavy winter jackets began to clear the pathways of their homes with huge snow shovels.The grown-ups would give long glances at the three warriors stood by each other. Their wives would keep by their dwellings, keeping a safe distance away from them, some half-hidden behind the doorframes. Those with kids kept them close by the house. Every one of them remained cautious, and for good reason. While Sansho himself had no intentions of proving hostile, the same could not be said for the other two. He had some acceptance that the Namekian had a peaceful disposition, but the other… He had his suspicions.An elderly man walked out with a set of keys. Heavy snow boots trod into the snow as he made his way to one of the larger buildings. With a twist of a key, the shutters flung upwards with a loud, iron clanging sound.Sansho had found his guy. Leaving the two others to their conversation, he approached the now-open store.