[color=D6CC88][u][b]Galloway[/b][/u]


The girl listened as her explanation of horses didn't really help, and Ethan tried to add to it.  How could Cecil not know what they were?  Everyone knew what horses were, they were all over.  Granted in her village they used oxen more than draft horses, but there were still a few.

The conversation moved on to supplies, with Nymira again making demands.  What did she think they were, merchants?  Common travellers didn't often have tents, only waterproof bedrolls, or just an oilskin cloth to keep the rain off.  The Ydran tribes had more, of course, but they lived on the road.  It was their home, so they made it nice.

Amuné closed her eyes for a moment to think back on trips she'd taken with her father and his tribe.  "Uh, a tent would be good, and bedrolls.  They're better than sleeping right on the ground.  We need food -- and food for the horses, too.  Wyth can hunt, so he's not too much of a problem.  Oilskin ponchos for us, to keep the rain off.  The horses might need blankets, too."  She remembered seeing horses wearing blankets.  "I'd like to have a first aid kit with us, just in case.  And..." the girl hesitated.  "Nymira, you should trade a few gold for silvers and coppers, so we're not flashing a lot of money.  Wealth attracts bad people that want to take it."[/color]