Bustling, aromatic, central ****The bazar and trade hub of Mycircleum, centered around the town’s well. This is where people meet, strike deals, and see neighbours as they draw water
Once the favored meeting place of a few like-minded punks, the area centered around Mycircleum’s lone well has become an impromptu bazar as traders and punks from abroad come to establish new relations with its strange inhabitants. Myriad smells, most familiar, many new and pungent, waft through the area. Mindful to keep the well water clean, the Elders ask that pack animals are stabled elsewhere, often in the Open Garden.
| Die Roll | Who’s There | Doing | Complication |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | A strung-out hitchhiker | trying not to be noticed | Gets caught |
| 2. | Weaver Bao and an Apprentice | Inspecting the spices | Accidentally insults |
| 3. | A patient merchant | feigning interest | Makes a bad deal |
| 4. | A frustrated Punk Newcomer | making a scene | Gets hit |
| 5. | Somebody’s pet | stealing an Ingredient | Eats something …disagreeable |
| 6. | (roll for an NPC) | Has an urgent need | Is chased away |
Example:
A Spore Envoy, Leap, is taking his Spore Hound, Duke, through obedience training, using the Market as a way to train against distractions. Duke is clever however, and is only pretending to listen - but his eyes and nose wander. Leap knows, and he’s at his wits end. Do you think you could help?