Lurking from a ways off

The handsome star elf walks his path between the local merchants pawning off his spoils of adventure. As he ventures to and from each store his eyes take in those of his kind associating with the Zhentarim soldiers. He cloaks his inquisitive nature with a bright smile and walks on making sure to notate each elven soul roaming Shadowdale at the time. Vildur does not linger for despite temptation to join those around the fire he rather walks off away from shadowdale with a seemingly large purse of coin.