Nightmare in Katapesh IC

[Kirjath]

Kali gave a start as the merchant turned away from the sand dwarf and addressed another customer nearby. She still wasn't used to how things worked in the crowded markets of Katapesh, as it seemed waiting wasn't going to get her anything useful. Kali quickly stowed her waterskin away and stepped forward to address the stall merchant when her heart nearly leapt out of her throat as the dwarf in front of the stall started swinging an axe around. His attacks were precise, not even close to her, but Kali fell back a half-step anyways at the sheer surprise of it all.

"Are you mad!" Kali grumbled loudly. There was heat rising to her face as she stepped around the larger dwarf, "Who swings an axe around a market like that?"

He seemed taciturn, even for a dwarf, and Kali couldn't help but wonder where he'd learned his manners. The streets seemed much too crowded to do such a dangerous thing like that. Even if he did seem well trained with such a weapon, there's no telling what could have happened.

Shaking her head, Kali decided it would be better to give the sand dwarf a wide berth. She stepped up to the stall and tried to call for the merchant's attention.

"'Scuse me, excuse me, Master, ah...Zetac!" She started, not quite recalling what he said his name was. "Do you happen ta know a Pathfinder?"