The nomad girl hummed a bit, before deciding that she could skimp a bit by buying arrows here for now rather than the fletcher proper. After all, the hide of monsters that they'd be in danger of encountering wasn't of the level that they needed to have really good arrowheads to penetrate. The girl's calloused hands would rest upon the counter as she looked, her keen eyes getting so close to the merchandise that it likely made the smith's son want to kick her out. But, she had to be certain that the arrow would fly straight...and these ones, despite the claim of not being special, proved to be adequately made. The goblin's rusted arrows would work in a pinch, but just to be certain the girl would buy eight arrows of similar enough slim lengths, not seeming to mind about what color the feathers were. Her quiver wasn't overly large, fitting a little over a dozen arrows snugly as she paid for her arrows and beamed at the blacksmith. [color=CC6633][b]"Thank you very much sir!"[/b][/color] the archer said, giving a respectful bow to the smith before looking to the druid girl as she questioned if they should exchange coins.

[color=CC6633][b]"I think we should go see what kind of jobs we can take on first. After all, it'd be a pain to go exchange coins only to need copper anyways for stuff we need to prepare. Then, if we're already geared up, we can go ahead to the bank after,"[/b][/color] the archer said, stating what she thought was a pretty good plan, given that it wasn't like a bank was going to have all its money stolen in the span of twenty minutes while they went to scope out the quest board.

The archer laid a hand on the scabbard at her hip, wondering if she should have the smith sharpen her sword while they looked, but given the wear on it that could take some time...time that they ill could afford to spend, behind on job hunting as they were. [color=CC6633][b]"If you guys want , I could go look at jobs for us while you go to the bank and exchange."[/b][/color]