[Eraisuithon Gil'dae]

The elf pointedly ignored the dwarf's questionable comment and instead occupied himself with examining the first item that the diminutive creature presented to him. Child-like wonderment swept across the Aedile's face as the orrery entered under his eyes, the expression followed by slight puzzlement after he had spent a few moments taking the odd contraption in. It looked like something that could not possibly serve any apparent purpose. A bemused smile spread across his lips and he turned towards the rival creature. "A strange little thing isn't it? I don't think I can perceive any use at all for it though.." Eraisuithon wanted it. And the dwarf probably knew he did to. He ran a finger across the intricate instrument. He wouldn't be able to reasonably afford the thing he was sure if the Dwarf thought him attached. He decided not to show interest, the elf would return to look at later. He eyed the thing once more and gestured for the dwarf to continue on with showing his wares.

The Syl'rosyan turned towards the maps, which he began to sift through immediately. Nimble elven fingers withdrew several of them, one after another, showing preference to the older ones. He unfurled the parchments revealing their faded and aging surfaces to sapphire eyes and inspected each one of them neatly. One caught his interest more so than the others, particularly aged and worn it charted the known continents of the world. The Aelyrian Empire sat centered and to all other directions realms beyond the nation's boarders lay sketched on the browned parchment, all directions save for to the east, where there 'great sea' buffered the empire for hundreds of miles and to the edges of the drawing. The dwarf began to usher him over towards a rack of masks, and he returned the map to it's prior condition as a scroll and waved it around to catch the proprietor's attention before moving on. "How much?"

To the masks and costumes he went. The vibrant colors and intricate designs of many of them held the elf in reverence for a few moments as he surveyed them all, but as with the maps he found one in particular that caught his interest. He slipped a mask from a hock to admire it more closely. It also was also an aging aging specimen, a mask made of quality lace with a crackled finish and accented by what looked to be silver leaf. A exquisite piece of finery. "And how much for this, master Dwarf?"

He simply shook his head at all the jewelery. This was clearly not the place to buy that.