Karen woke up quite early today. Sun was still some ways behind the horizon so all was consumed by darkness still.[color=f7941d]”It's cold... and it will be getting colder.”[/color] She muttered from under her heavy covers. She had slept a few hours, since the intriguing and nice to have around for chats wizard left her room.

 Raising her arm from beneath the blankets, Karen slowly rose up from her bed as she felt the chill, which her linen sleepwear couldn't protect her from. Without stopping motion, she quickly made a few steps and began doing exercises in the middle of the room. As the years passed, she never stopped training, as if she slipped and her skills were to deteriorate because of that, she was going to be in big troubles. After she was done with her exercise, she went to the table where stood a big bow with water. Taking a piece of cloth, she quickly put it in the water and then stretched it to drain some of the water from it. Karen then proceeded to wipe out the sweat from her body. Temperature may have been chilly, but that didn't stop her. Once she was done with taking care of her body, she quickly began putting her clothes on. After quickly putting on her linen shirt and pants, she then proceeded with putting on the leather breastplate, then she quickly placed a few throwing daggers in their places on the inner side of the breastplate. After that she quickly put on the leather bracers followed by more hidden throwing knives. Following that was a fur jacket. then the leather boots, more knives, the leather belt with lot's of small sheaths for even more knives. On two special rings on the belt, she attacked the small bag waist bag she carried and on the other two rings, she attacked the sheath of the scimitar. Finally she put on the warm thick fur cloak. She had planned on getting a big fur coat, but never got around to it. So for now now fur jacket and cloak it was. 

 Finished with the dressing up and then after putting all the hidden knives around her clothes, she proceeded to quietly open the door of her room and then make her way outside. With very careful and basically noiseless walk, she walked out the tavern and into the cold air outside. She had a few places she wanted to visit and those places were going to be opened quite soon, probably before dawn. 

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  After visiting the time went ahead and eventually the sun showed itself, the olive skinned woman was already making her way back to the inn. The kingdom's emblem from polished steel was sparkling beautifully on the morning sun. Generally she kept it cover when she expected battle or was doing stealth missions, but today wasn't still the case. She was going to have to take the thing off once they venture north. Never knew when one stupid reflection of light might lead to troubles. But for now she kept it, it also made people not cause problems with her or around her. Karen was enlisted soldier after all and armed one at that. 
 
 As she approached the inn with fast pace, she smiled at her purchases. Luckily with the refugee wave and the preparations for the army going south once again, most shops were working from before down till late past sunset and the blacksmiths were working around the clock, even having to take shifts for the nights. What she had went to get from a blacksmith was different kind of dagger than the one she used for throwing. This one was quite curved and in a way it resembled her scimitar. It was very made in haste so it was quite simple without any ornaments and even it's handle wasn't put on. She was going to have to carve two pieces of wood later to put on that. The other purchases were all in her small waist bag too.

 Once she was near enough to the inn and her mind was already way from her remembering the old days before her exile to the north, she noticed two figures moving the horses from the stable to the posts outside the inn. With a pleasant surprise she noticed her own stallion was also moved already. For her surprise though it was Sir Chester and Lady Buxton that moved all the horses it seemed. She quickly increased her pace to reach her horse and check his condition. He appeared well fed and was making pleased noises. The inn was indeed a good one.[color=f7941d]” Thank you for moving him, Lady Buxton, Sir Chester. Aslan must have taken a liking to you two, usually he throws a fit whenever someone else besides me tries to move him.” [/color]Karen said with a smile as she petted her horse and pulled out an apple to give him.[color=f7941d]” By the way have any spices and herbs been prepared for the expedition? Or maybe any dried fruits?” [/color]