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Conversations fluttered past her, most of non importance or of nothing new; after all, making clothing wasn't her only job like so many of the other denizens of the Silver Kingdom. The small thin girl's passion was really in cleaning, so being a maid in various houses really got her the juicy gossip. It was hardly a living though, and her knack of sewing was what brought her more physical income.

It also brought her more face to face with the majority of the populous, as every Market Day did. Olivia blinked for a moment, brought out of her bought of staring - she had been watching a couple a few stalls over and was curious what they were talking about (well, after she had heard some really loud gentleman wander near them loudly proclaiming.. something or other). Someone.. was talking to her.

It wasn't an uncommon thing, but she had been keeping to herself for the most part today.

"Oh," she nearly whispered, turning towards Molan. Her blue eyes locked onto him, only briefly glancing at what he was most likely referring to before sticking with him. "Oh, sometimes... I suppose, yes. Though, I lot of times I don't really catch that I am, I just.. look at things a lot." There were so many people milling about, especially on Market Days, that it was hard to jumble the mess of clothing details. Words were one thing, appearance was another.

The staring hadn't really stopped, even after he started to shift through the clothing on the line beside her. Her blue eyes followed him, wordlessly as he rattled on and even a few brief moments after he asked her a question. It was like her mind didn't register it at first, or she was thinking about how to answer it. Either way, she was silent until she hummed a note.

"Edric," The girl repeated. The Gold Kingdom. Here steady gaze flew from him, incidentally as he was even gesturing to himself, to look to the other side of her little vending booth. Robes. Robes. "Like really long shirts..." she muttered to herself. The girl pushed herself forward towards the rack, her small hands getting to the fabrics first to push aside a few pairs of pants. There was a robe hidden between a few articles of clothing, but more blue than gold.

Olivia pulled it out and up to him still, "I don't usually.. I think this is all I have," she replied in a cool tone. "I have some gold sashes, I think." Maybe that would do? She'd never been to The Gold Kingdom before .... well, much less any of them so it was hard to say exactly which ones would benefit the other land.

"-No you watch where you're going!" The loud clatter of more pots and pans might have attracted the attention of some, though the character in mind took almost no time at all to sweep all his lost items together in both arms and bodily carry them away from the fair grounds.

He did however, leave a long trail of cards in his wake.

Anyone could pick them up really, and some people already were, the Fair grounds enforcers, sighing as they swept a pile of the cards to one side.

Watching Trash King leave the area, Rosmiera couldn't help but shake her head. Maybe he was crazy after all, and she almost stop him so she could ask him a question or two. Turning away, she shakes her head before a few people near the ground make her blink twice. Pausing in her step, she glance down as she spies a few strange black cards all on the ground. Were they dropped by the Trash King? Her brow arch slightly as she carefully kneels down to pick a card up to look it over.

Numbers, what did they mean?

Looking down at a couple more of the cards, just to make sure they weren't different she stood back up as she glance around. Whatever these were, they certainly were drawing attention from everyone.

Tucking her card away for now, she turns back towards the marketplace. Her dark eyes searching once more for the familiar face. He had to be here, she knew he didn't really have a choice at this point. Not to mention she go find him, if he didn't show up soon.

Thannas had, from the moment he had arisen this fine day, that he would be deciding upon his course of action, picking out a new kingdom to shadow.

It was a matter that he had thought upon at some length, and had eventually decided that he would traipse Red-wards...the very whisperings he'd heard entrancing the dark-haired youth, speaking of dreams and illusions. Than, after all, was quite fond of dreams. If the dreams of the denizens of that kingdom held any such wonders as his own imaginings did, then he thought that he would be quite content there. At least for a time. Oh he didn't intend to say! Oh goodness, goodness no! He wanted to see ALL the kingdoms before he was through! With a happy, trilling noise, he dashed through the hallways, using his small stature to his advantage so that he could weave between the denizens of the Silver Kingdom.

In his excitement, he almost missed the cacophony of dinnerware hitting the ground, and he winced for the surely dented state of the pots and pans, the slight boy something of a cook, one of the things beyond gardening that he was excessively good at. Paddering towards the commotion, he noted that the cause of the calamity was already retreating. Mind, he'd left a few things behind. "He was all dropping the cards around..." Than mused, bending to pick up one of his own.

Almost thoughtlessly he tucked it in his pocket, adding to the collection of odds and ends that he'd gathered in habitual curiosity. He'd sort them out later, once he had a spare moment. Even the simplest of things could be a treasure, after all. "Ah, ah, but Than does not look good in reeeeeeeeeed...." He whuffled rather unhappily at the thought, but maybe...maaaaaaaaaybe he wouldn't have to wear the color, even if he was going to be gallivanting around their kingdom.

Bobbing his head in a private nod, only Than in tune to his absolutely enrapturing mental conversation, he made his way (only a touch more slowly now), to the scribe, so that he could stand on tiptoe to lean over and sign for his choice. "Red is sounding like an adventure!" He stated delightedly, "Than has always thought an adventurelike would be veryveryverynice."

But youngling, adventures are only adventures if you aren't in the middle of them.

The strange 'King' is going away while leaving a trail of strange cards. Interested, Rei picks up one of them.



It looks just like a regular card, befitting for use in King's Curse game...but instead of characters or usual symbols, there are string of numbers written on that black card.

"5865-5464366?"

All the cards scattered shares the same string of numbers on them. Rei pondered for a while about what meaning that string of character holds. A simple observation tells him that that string of numbers is composed by five kinds of number: 3, 4, 5, 6, and 8. Is there any meaning?

"S...B...G...S-SAGAEGG? No, that wouldn't make much sense-"
Even after turning those numbers into letters, it still didn't make sense. So Rei decided to pocket that card and look for more clues about that 'King'-

Maybe residents from another Kingdom would know something about this?

*BUMP*

"Oh! Sorry about that." said Rei apologetically; his usual stealth and agility against crowd is useless when there's something in his mind-namely, the card. He offered a hand to a girl who he knocked down without knowing...while suppressing his curiosity about why did all the cats around him started hissing and making scary faces?

Hungry? Why yes, yes he was. It may have been that he was always hungry, or maybe he just really liked to eat. It was how he dealt with pretty much everything, if he could fit it in his mouth, he was going to eat it. After all, if he ate it, he didn't have to deal with it, right?

A smile as his head turned to the one he had spoken. He inhaled deeply, the meat certainly did smell delicious. No, no Rex, we do not just take and scarf the food, be nice! He was trying, he really really was. Instead he only nodded.

It was then his attention was caught by a movement near him, his head turned curiously at the trail of cards strewn across the ground. Hmm... Bending down, he picked one up, and contemplated it as hard as his tiny little mind could. The question he contemplated? Was it edible.

People were discussing about kingdoms to shadow. Gold? A kingdom owned by humans, heavily ornated everywhere. Arynek though she might learn some of their fashions and be inspirated? Green? A greenland exists harmoniously with the nature, sound peaceful enough. Black? A place which daytime never visit, full of shadows, yet, she also heard that their citizens were master craftspeople......Violet? She had no idea, really. She had heard rumors that the kingdom was a jail itself, but one thing she was sure, it was in her favourite color of purple. Blue? A high-tech city filled with mafia, Arnyek wasn't sure and it didn't seem familiar at all. Red? A kingdom stresses the importance on traditions and rituals, but from images from books, she knew it'a a wonderful place. Last but not least, White? Arnyek knew it was a large large spaceship and she was interested in their anti-gravity technology and robots.

It was a very hard decision to pick one, the girl held the card she picked up with a frown. She looked at the little gemstones she always kept in her little velveteen pouch. Oh nice! She got an idea. She sat down on a bench nearby, drew out an amber, emerald, obsidian, amethyst, sapphire, ruby and a diamond, put them into another little pouch and ready to draw from it. Because of her carelessness, one of them rolled onto the floor so she tied up the pouches and chased after the tiny gemstone.

Ouch! She got knocked down and fell onto the ground. The girl heard a boy's voice and looked up, taking the boy's hand. "I am alright." She replied, dusting her clothing a bit while putting the gemstone into her pouch. "It's alright, it's alright, calm down." She picked up one of the cats and fondled it. She gave the stranger a shy smile. "Sorry about that. They are a bit over-reacting."