Malki walked sightly annoyed through the beautiful gate that surrounded such an awing city. He knew of this place and always avoided its towering and sunning walls. But, the need of supplies forced him to make a quick stop for the day and hopefully not the night. He hated cites in general, but this imposing great city left him cold inside. He had heard tales of the people here hating magic. Thankfully he hated his too, but that was besides the point. Large crowds made lots of noise, which gave him a headache.
With a long drown out breath he pushed his way forward to start buying his supplies. Grumbling at the high prices in the square he moved on looking for the best quality for the smallest price. Picking out an array of salts, and meets along with strips of leather he moved on. He would need some new cloth to repair his winter cloths. A warm bath would be nice, but that would be for later on.
He gathered the necessary supplies before making his way to the nearest pub and sitting down at a table in the corner, glad to be out of the elements and all of the annoyances. Ordering a strong hot coffee, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the wooden chair at his table. A nice meal and a hot drink would be enough for the day. he would have to leave the city before dusk if he wanted to get out of the imposing walls.