Chapter 1 well part of it.

A bird soared over the city.
Its eyes sought out a figure in the throng of people in the market, one man amidst the teeming surge of humanity occupying the market during the busiest part of the day. The market of Konjai, was one of the most crowded in all the kingdoms. Thrade goods and passengers form all the kingdoms came and went daily.
The man under scrutiny wore the travel clothes of a noble, all sturdy weave and easily cleaned, the fastenings that allowed him to remain comfortable in all weathers. The sported a Jacket designed wore off the left shoulder, leaving his sword arm unencumbered. Upon his head was a black beret adorned with an ivory pin and a single gray feather, and upon his feet he wore sturdy leather boots. The noble’s valet was offloading his luggage.
He paused to drink in the sights. Around him people scurried: Porters, vendors, stevedores, and teamsters. Wagons piled so high there wheels were on the verge of buckling rolled by him, the cargo heading was on the way to the city or out to the other kingdoms. Konjai had a busy market by any standard; not only were there traders arriving, but some were leaving for the other kingdoms, Konjai was the trading capital of the world.
Everywhere the young man looked, he saw commerce. Men bargaining over the cost of goods to be sold in distant markets, others negotiated the price of offloading a cargo, or insuring one against bandits. The young noble continued his walk barley avoiding a gang of urchins dashing past him with a boyish purpose. He forced him self-not to pat his purse, but there was always the chance that the boys where sent to scout by some pickpockets on the lookout for a fat purse to rob. The young man kept his eyes moving looking for any potential threat.
“Sir” the valet said “this is the Green Dragon”, the noble looked at the sign it had a dragon carved from wood, that was once painted green, “Ah so it is” he said as he opened the door and entered.
The young noble was fair-skinned but sun-browned, and his light green-gray eyes searched the room to find the man he was supposed to met. “There you are Rolan, I have been waiting” a man said he was short and had an eye patch over one eye. Rolan sat at the table as his valet pulled out his chair. “So where are the goods?” Rolan asked with a smile, the man with the eye patch smiled back “out side of town about a days ride.” He said.
Rolan sipped his drink as he listened to the descriptions of the goods, “So when do we go see these goods?” Asked Rolan. “When ever you want to sir.” The other man said. “We shall leave tomorrow.” He said to his valet, who nodded and scuried off to securer a room for his master.

wow. awsome do continue!