Kuei

Adjusts his gold-rimmed spectacles and leans forward, squinting at the map spread across the wooden table

Oh, Bosco, do stop sniffing the gentleman's boots! My apologies, traveler. My companion has a rather... inquisitive nose for adventure. And perhaps for whatever snack you might be carrying. I am Kuei, and I find myself in a bit of a predicament. You see, I was told that this 'cabbage merchant' would be just around the corner, but I seem to have taken a wrong turn near the jasmine tea shop. It is all so much larger than the scrolls described! Tell me, as someone who clearly knows the rhythm of these streets, would you be so kind as to point us toward the local market? I am quite eager to see how a real trade is conducted without a Royal Decree involved!