Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191014000602/@comment-25828117-20191017153907

When Kashya walked outside she would see Torval was a far cry from the quiet place it had been yesterday evening. It was quite bustling, with mostly Khajiit of every furstock imaginable walking around.

Some would look at her for her most curious fur patterns and eyes. Even among her kin she could stand a bit out. None of them really lingered too long for it to become rude. After all there, there was coin to be made.

The marketplace seemed bigger than yesterday now that it was a bazaar's worth of people with stalls selling all manner of foods from Elsweyr and some exotic items from elsewhere in Tamriel.