Fieren

Baek gulped a bit of his cantine, wiping a bit of the beer off his pointy green nose.

"Nothing better for a goblin than a cold one on a hot day," He muttered to himself, "Glad the the last customer had a knack for ice."

His last customer happened too be a frost mage, all too willing to deep freeze his cantine a bit for a discount. He tilted his head down for a moment, checking his attire for any spills. Baek had desperately challenged himself to stay top of the line in the fashion influenced by the ones that fell from the sky, consequently leaving him painfully unorthodox compared to most of the middle to low class. He wore what humorously had a stark resemblance to a zoot suit, minus a hat. The tailor didn't have the heart to tell Baek that clothing became unpopular among the skyfallen centuries ago. In the habit of merchants, Baek quickly focused his attention on the cloth mat laid before him, eying to see if all his accounted goods were still there, save for one. He turned his eyes to a young elvish woman, examining a necklace Baek had up for sale with gleeful eyes. A young Elvish man, not too far from Baek, tapped his foot nervously. His eyes that were fixed on the Elvish woman for quite some time, turned away as he knelt down to Baek's puny Goblin stature (The tip of a typical goblin's head would barely make it somewhere between a grown human's thighs and hips). Before he could utter a word to Baek, the goblin's merchant wit had him shoot a comment first.

"The lass seems to like that piece right there. Can't blame her, now can we? Gorgeous thing, made me forget where I got it a day after I nabbed it. If you want in bed with 'er you'd buy it."
The Elvish man snapped his head back, his cheeks turning to embers. His voice quivered.
"N-no, no. I would never-, I mean. Just, it's just a gift you see. Her birthday is coming up. An elf w-would know better my friend."
His voice was a bit louder than he intended it to be. The elvish girl turned to look at him affectionately, still holding tightly to the necklace.
Baek kept a wide smile, the poor elf's face was priceless.
"How much.."
Baek clapped the man's knee, stood up, and got a bit close to his ears, whispering. The elvish man's face turned pale.
"No.... Please.. its a fascinating necklace in all it's worth, but can't you make it a bit cheaper?" He quietly pleaded.
"No can do my pointy eared friend. It's either that much or a heartbroken girlfriend."

Moments later, Baek was shaking his left hand with the delighted elvish girl, who was furiously shaking with both hands as the necklace jingled around her neck, slightly causing Baek's now fat pocket of money to join in as well. The right hand shook with the elvish man, who was stuck between a boundary of happiness and financial despair. The comical moment was broken (At least to Baek's thinking) when a clattering of trinkets and curios were heard behind Baek, where his mat of goods was. Baek had made the beginner's mistake of turning his eye off his merchandise for far too long. A skinny, unshaven man covered in a cloak of rags held his goods all bundled and wrapped in the mat. After a few seconds of awkward silence between the four people, the man bolted off to the direction of the intersection to Green Glass avenue. Baek whipped his hands away from the two elves and darted after the thief. Though Baek was fairly fit and skinny for a goblin, his height kept him at a disadvantage.

"Stop! Come back here you sad shit of a thief!" Baek screamed at the man.
He checked to see if his rapier was still attached to his belt, and sent his other hand down his suit, reaching for the silenced las pistol, only to hesitantly stop. He didn't want to risk shooting his goods. Baek had set his shop by a side of Lake Aiduar, so the chase had the two running by the coastline of the lake, passing by many trees. The thief was facing an opening view to a fig tree. A few men we're around it, going about on their business. He intended to hop over the fence farther down and disappear into the crowds of Green Glass avenue. Baek was desperate to the brink of tears.

"One of you, any of you, stop that damn thief!"

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