Atlas stepped out of the armor shop as the afternoon sun shone overhead, but there was a chill in the air. He returned the armor to his storage with a single thought while deciding what to do, 'I need some clothes, more food and a canteen before going back to the stall to get my order.'
With that in mind, he began searching for a general store, deftly navigating the crowds of people hurrying past. It was then that he noticed two men and a woman tailing him. "Part of the gang the guards mentioned?" he mused aloud.
A grin played on his lips as he swiftly turned down a nondescript street and immediately caught sight of a nearby store. Atlas approached it while watching the trio following him, ensuring they didn't close the distance as he entered.
When Atlas stepped into the shop, he saw shelves full of all kinds of stuff, from food to gear and tools. Nothing caught his attention, but soon, a man spoke, which caught him off guard, ''How can I help you, young man?''
