human
Produce a detailed written description of a dreary scene outside town with barrels, fish, sacks, workers and a few buildings.
assistant
Blackmoon Road crosses a dreary little alley that seems to reek of garbage and other less familiar odors. Sweating workers trudge by, sacks of fish slung over shoulders or barrels of something rancid-smelling slung on poles. The few buildings nearby are all drab and run-down, with a worn, utilitarian look to them. A few Traders harangue tired-looking merchants as both sides argue over endless tedious details, both parties seemingly too weary and bitter to give in.