0001 - Yellow City: Balamar Noble District (Day 1)
Having spent much of the morning in the more boisterous Market District, Bimply was wearing his mail armor with his his short sword strapped to his side and sling tucked into his belt. A smile had found it's way across his face as he'd made his way back into the cleaner, and better smelling, noble district until his curiosity was piqued by the large men approaching him.
As they approached, Bimply took a step back, fading into the background of the building behind him as he watched them carefully, trying to discern what might be in the large bags, where they came from, and where they appear to be heading.