The Processional was the heart of the city of Greyhawk. The roadway was over one hundred feet wide for most of its length and commerce abounded here. The street was alive with people of all races and demihumans of all stripes. Dev and his companions were nearly accosted every step of the way by tradesmen, hawkers, and performers of every type. Not to mention clerics seeking donations, beggars asking for hand outs, as well as the nefarious cutpurses and pickpockets who thrived among the crowds. If not for Dev's size and being girded for battle, they may have been stopped but they finally waded toward the Garden Gate where they would cross over into the High Quarter.

At the Garden Gate Dev must sign the register and then all three were passed through without incident. The guards there were familiar with both the sigil upon the sealed parchment and upon the Master Merchant's ring. The sergeant-at-arms nodded but his keen eyes remained upon the party as the group passed through a gate not unlike the Black Gate itself but only smaller and of newer construction.

The sun had been up for over seven hours by the time they reached the High Market and traffic was at its peak, thus slowing their travel even more. In addition, the various fragrances of lotions and perfumes, the sparkle of jewelry and colors of silks, sufficed to catch Blossom’s notice. Deverick could hardly take his eyes off of the many fruits and vegetables on display, whilst Ovo's’s eyes were firmly fixed on the abundant weapons and armor exhibits. The High Market was where the rich and well-to-do shopped and the goods were expensive. Much more so than the Petit Bazaar.

A passing merchant, when stopped by Ovo to get directions, pointed toward the building that he said was indeed The Wheel Of Gold.

Blossom then gasped "Borcarsen! I dought I saw Ren but... he vent behind dose stalls. Dat or it vas his twin!"
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 The trip to the High Quarter was without incident,as they passed thought the gate and into part of the city Deverick had never been before. His eyes darted here and there, soaking in the remarkable sights, to the eyes of a Blacksmiths son. From the exotic foodstuffs, to the many fancy suits of armor to the shining weapons on display.

 All three of them where gawking at what intersted them,when Blossom bespoke of seeing Ren go behind some stalls.

" Ye saw Ren? Tal said something bout Ren bein seen in more then one place. I says we checks it out. C'mon you lot, lets go see whats what."

 Dev headed to where Blossom said she last saw Ren.
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The three companions moved as quickly as they may, but again the throngs of people prevented any quick movements. At last they reached the stalls of a silk merchant from Ekbir.

"You there! Giant Warrior! If you are to live among the rich... dress the part. There is no one who can beat my price. A tunic? Matching breeches?"

As Dev moved to look behind the stall, the big warrior saw a halfling picking himself off the ground and dusting himself off.

"Dam halfelf!"

 As the three foght against the throngs of people, it was slow going even with Dev acting  point. The Silk Merchant's attempt at selling his wares fell upon deaf ears, as Deverick looked behind the stall.

 He saw the Hobbit and what he said, Dev knew he must mean the one they where looking for.

" Master Halfing, where did th half elf get ta?" Ask as Deverick scanned the area seeking any sign of Ren.

The halfling's eyes grew wide.

"Whaa... whaat!? Whooo? Halfelf?" he said with surprise!

"I.... I didn't do nuth'n! I swear! He just ran me down! If yer the watch or bodyguards... I... I tried to get outta the way! Ask 'em! He went thattah way!"

He said hitching a thumb over his shoulder toward a big pavilion behind him.
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 Deverick Rolled his eyes in reaction to the Halfling.

" We be neither,Lad, We just interested in where he got ta. Thank ye."

 Said Deverick,as they passed the Hobbit and hot footed it to the big Pavillion.

Deverick, Ovo, and Blossom made short work into the huge pavilion. Throwing aside the opening revealed a spacious tent so big that the far corners were dark shadow that the single lantern did little to dispel it. An older woman stood slowly to her feet behind a table, lined with sharp daggers and knives upon it.

"Welcome. My name is Helda... from Keoland. These are indeed the best blades with the strongest steel. No need to rush friends! take your time. Hold them and feel their balance. Come one and all."

Of a halfelf... none could be seen...

 The Three intreped heros entered the large pavilion, but there was no sign of the one they pursued. The Woman that sold steel pitched her wares as expected. Deverick regarded her.

 " Pardon Lady, but did a half elf just pass though here?"
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The woman's eyes became very thoughtful and she scratched her chin.

"Weeeell... we had one yestereve. Aye! That's when one came in and bought a handsome knife if I remember. Yet, none today. A couple of dwarfs... him... "

She nodded toward Ovo "... he is the third today but no half elves today sirah. Just me and my associate Fritz. Fritz? Come out and meet these three... well these three here."

From out of the shadows came a halfling! A halfling that looked just like the one Dev had encountered outside the pavilion. He nodded to the adventurers and smiled.

"Half elf ya say? Why I remember the one from last night I do. Well dressed he was. Said he was looking for a gift to give the Lord Mayor. Spare no expense said he. Paid in good gold did he. Haven't seen him since though. where was he headed?"

The woman looked thoughtful and smiled "The Wheel Of Gold! That's it I'll wager. you know the place?"

 Deverick almost growled,when he heard the two. It seemed the phantom Ren had disappeared into thin air.

" Thank ye fer your time,Lady en Master Hobbit."

 Deverick gave a "come on" gesture with his arm to his two companions. Once the trio where outside " Bugger this. Let us be bout our errand." He walked off towards the Casino...he hoped.

Ovo scowled and held up a hand

"Hold on lad! I'm all fer go'n on n' deliver'n that their scroll... but did ye see Ren or nay? If'n ye did, where in hades did 'e get off ta? Wot be up? Mayhaps magic? Wot ye be think'n?"