Drakeson Duran walks in with his face covered in shadows from his hair he smiles quietly and chuckles as he looks through the room.
He soon heads towards the man in the black cloak holding his violin on his back turning his face straight asking,
"So, what do you have for sale, good sir?"
He looks around once more,
"A lot of things of which I can't make my mind to see if I can buy it."