A small bell dings on the side of an old cart pulled by two donkeys. Its red wood and ornate carvings clash with the normal dull browns of Dunsgate. The smell of sweetness and a hint of strange cuisine perforates the air around the wagon, as a short man dressed in gold and crimson stands from its back. His light brown skin shines well against the paleness of the normal inhabitants of the area. The man raises his hands to his chin, "Come citizens of Dunsgate! Wares and curiosities, Baubles and trinkets, Dyes and wine! Cocoa! Poppy! Roses, Sweet sugar! The short man puts his hands on his belt, as he prepares to jump to the ground with a thud. His fat belly shows itself above his golden belt. The Grand Oserian Exchange holds all these things! Make these new exotic wares your own, before they are gone!