On The Prowl [open]

[Madam Marian]

What kind of a salespony wouldn't absolutely love an area dedicated to sales? Although there happened to be quite an extensive amount of competition, it seemed that everypony here had their own specific stands dedicated to various different products. This benefited her mostly because the majority of stands did not threaten her. She had recently been given a package containing the most beautiful broach she had ever seen; shaped like a rose, the entire broach was studded with pink gems that glistened in the sunlight. At different angles, one could even see rainbows created from the shine of the gems. The broach was absolutely stunning, but the thing that she could not really wrap her head around was that it was absolutely worthless. It was a fake, a duplicate of something once believed be owned by Princess Cadance. But possible buyers didn't know that. Marian had been specifically instructed in a letter to sell the broach as if it were owned by the Princess to at least take advantage of having it at all.

With the broach safely in her saddlebag, the mare made her way through the marketplace, easily blending in with the other ponies in the crowd. She looked on as others bought various foods, jewelry, and various essentials, acting interested whenever a demonstration occurred and appearing to show some attraction to the vendor's pitches. She hadn't touched anything yet, though she decided it would probably be best if she didn't leave the market empty-hooved. She'd probably buy some food, but nothing more.

Marian quickly realized how dull all of this seemed to be; she hadn't met anyone interesting enough to sell the broach to, and the crowd just seemed so average. Giving a sigh, she continued moving along slowly, not exactly paying attention to what happened to be in front of her. Celestia forbid she run into someone, especially a pony with a heavy load. Oh, what a mess she'd end up making if she accidentally knocked all of someone's purchases on to the ground...