"That will be five gold."
Jarvis confirmed the purchase and began to eat a kebab-like snack. He had spent the past few days exploring Ovaljue, it was truly a wealthy city.
The ground was made of neatly placed stone. The streets were clean and the buildings were beautiful. The whole place was pleasing to the eye.
Yet it carried a strange air to it. Jarvis could feel something off. Everyone's face was full of smiles and happy voices, but this were false. Everyone here had the same goal. Make money, grow their business, make more money.
Everyone was doing everything possible to make themselves shine brighter than their competition. To better customer service, to quality goods, to even lower prices. It was a war zone filled with money and greed.
Jarvis silently ate his snack while ignoring the calls of shopkeepers trying to draw interest. He was growing upset with the place. It was a good thing he would be leaving tomorrow.
BOOOM-!!!
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