Sadar

Crouched at peace on top of a barrel a whetstone keening the edge of his sword Sadar looks up and smiles lightly as he watches the dwarf and several market folk interact as the dwarf tests a weapon. Looking to the merchant he grins. "Master Galtho, would you have excitement like from time to time? No danger of your customers swinging your wares around beheading people."

Rising he stretches slowly and walks around the stall looking for any trouble, an eye on the slightly more "adventurer" types that are roaming the stall nearby.