#tainted-chains 01

People in Radiale tended to be even more fast-paced than in Kirkwall. You would think the population would be more understanding of those unfamiliar with the local customs and currency, but Anders had no such luck finding shops with patient employees. The cashier he was standing in front of only let him fail at the card reader once before she plucked his personal device between her fingers and set about making the digital currency actually go through. 

There was a nonzero chance that there was just insufficient credits in Anders’s account. He was having a hard time getting the hang of checking. 

Feeling awkward, he let his eyes drift toward the greener pastures outside of the store- at least the street was fairly straightforward. 

Anders rarely recognized people here. Anders even more rarely made a mistake about recognizing people here. He doesn't move a muscle, peering out the window into the crowd of people, a chill running down his spine. Could that really be her?

He only pauses long enough to snatch back his device from the cashier, and then he’s yanking it open with a loud clang of the bell.