[Craig]

As he entered, Rojin snuck away into the shadows, he quickly looked for someone on the street to talk to.
"'Ey!" He said reverting to the accent he was born to use, trying the universal slang. "Wha's in town today?"
"I ain't telling no monk!" Said the worried voice engulfed by the shadows.
"Tha's wha' I tol' 'im," Rojin forced a laugh, and the stranger in the shadows joined in.
"Nofin', coarse if ya new, you migh' wanna watch the mages tower, down that way. I'm gunna see if I can scrag some stuff from the The Green Griffon, when tha fights ova ofcoars'."
"Which ways that?" Said Rojin, wanting to see if he could stop it.
"Down Crown Street." He replied, mistified.
"Thank you," said Rojin with a smile as he returned to his normal accent, kicking high and up into the theives noes, speeding away towards The Green Griffon