The Bizarre Bazaar

"Not again!" Eris finds herself on her own once more, her companion vanishing into the crowd.

She sighs. At least she found the Merchant District. Her attention is immediately drawn to the massive tentage set up in the middle of the street. Various stalls and merchants are lined along the edges, selling all sorts of trinkets. Some have a proper stand, with wooden boards advertising their shop name and prices. Others have chosen to simply lay out a rug with their wares displayed, haggling with customers over their prices. Guards stand at every few corners, on the lookout for thieves and pickpockets.

Eris has discovered the Merchant District

Eris finds herself swept up by the chaos as the crowd ferries her from store to store. She gets to have a brief glimpse of exotic spices, strange statuettes and ancient parchments as she’s jostled and shoved along until eventually the human wave spits her out in a relatively quieter part of the bazaar. There is just a sole old man sitting cross-legged before a carpet laden with bits and bobbles.

“Ah, a customer!” His beady eyes light up as he sees Eris purveying his goods. “Come, come. Take a look at Jafar’s wonderful whimsical wares.”

He creaks to his feet and shuffles next to Eris, holding up some trinkets for her to examine. “This is a rare gemstone found in the depths of the Achullan Jungle.”

It appears to be nothing more than a cracked piece of glass, but the naive Eris is fascinated by it nonetheless.

“Perhaps the pretty lady will like some jewelry?” Jafar hawks, taking the chance to grab a handful of Eris’ ass as he shows her a cheap brooch. “This belonged to the Queen of Mespota. When the city was sacked she fled with this as her only treasure. She sold it for money and now it has ended up here, waiting for a new owner. It can be yours for just 100 gold pieces.”

It really is a pretty brooch, with a red stone set in its center and blue inlays, but it's obviously nowhere worth the price Jafar is asking for. But he’s a crafty one and he knows easy marks when he sees them.

“Ah, I only have 50 gold pieces…” Eris trails off, not realizing she’s committed the number one no no of bargaining- revealing all her chips.

“No worries.” Jafar smiles, ever the picture of an affable old man even as he lecherously leers at her massive titties. “We can come to an agreement. Why don’t you follow me to the back here?” He gestures at a little corner out of sight of the watchful guards.

As trusting as ever, Eris follows him, the thought of why he would leave his ‘precious’ items unattended never entering her mind. Once Jafar is satisfied the guards won’t see them, he pulls down his pants, revealing his wrinkled yet sizable cock.

“Eep!” Eris covers her eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Hey, you wanted a discount right? I’ll sell it to ya for 50 gold pieces if you give me a little loving.” Jafar grins, baring his toothless gums.