Cayde took a bite out of his apple, but it felt tasteless. He had found it fresh on the ground, and it just happened to roll away from a nearby alchemist, now looking for it. Cayde looked around the square, seeing in one corner a peculiar man juggling, what appeared to be halflings crawled up into balls, and to the right end of the square, 3 men had a counter with different claws, teeth, and other numerous bones, with peasants easily guessing which animal it has originated from. The shopkeepers and various peddlers seemed annoyed at the business bieng driven from them, and one shopkeeper tried to attack the three men from before, but he was thrown across the counter and ran away. Cayde got up and walked to the three men, and of course, no one payed much attention to him as he walked past the thick crowds swarming up after stopping to see the shopkeepers confrontation.
" 'Scuse me fine men"
"Waddya want, are you some kind of guard? We ain't lookin' for trouble"
"I just thought maybe you could make peace with these men by directing business toward them, they would probablly pay you, what with the crowds and all."
"Business? They're just adventurers asking for directions and men waiting for the carnival to arrive."
"What Carni-"
Then, a gust of sand bit my face and a familiar noise filled the air, followed by screams, not necessarily of happiness, surprise, or agony. A large shadow shrouded the square, and then a large dragon landed, with a giant box of some sort on its back. Immediately, big men came and started yelling towards other people. Cayde could only watch with confusion.

(OOC: sorry, I have been REALLY busy with school. Just finished midterms.)

Magdiel had seen what was going on in the square and decided to take a look. What she saw both amused and befuddled her. She could understand the dragon having the box on its back, but what were those men yelling about? She decided to investigate, carrying a few of her seamstress wares with her in case there might be some possible business. Maybe one of them would buy something from her for his wife.

Drygonsky wandered aimlessly around the square, wondering what he should do next. He saw several strange sights, including men juggling other men and people fighting over counter tops. Deciding to check things out in case anything should get dirty, Drygonsky kept a hand on the hilt of his sword and walked on over to listen in to the conversation.

The first speaker was interrupted by a sudden gust of wind that carried sharp bits of sand in it. Whirling around to see what everyone's attention was on, Drygonsky spotted a dragon that had some type of box on it's back. Wondering what it was and what was happening, Drygonsky turned his face back into the wind, emitting a small noise as several sharp bits of sand struck his left eye. "Agh!"