"We'll need some supplies. Food and water to last for a few days. And a map and compass in case we ever lose our way."

That's what Wilhelm had said. The finality of his words irked Mirrah more so than the fact that she was going to to purchase these supplies. The fact that Wilhelm was so suckered into accepting the trade was beyond her. What Lorena produced looked nothing more than a hunk of rock. And even if it were authentic, then why in the world would he accept that as payment? Wouldn't he take something that had more monetary value in it than some broken horn from a creature that no one has seen with their bare eyes? That hardly anyone even believes exists? Wilhelm was a merchant for god's sake. He should've been more concerned about making money (to pay for his bodyguards) than some mythical item. Mirrah was hoping to catch a glimpse of her own pay in that transaction, in any of Wilhelm's transactions actually, but the boy had taken more verbal abuse than coins and she was beginning to wonder if Wilhelm even had any money on his person. She wasn't exactly thrilled to take a sliver of that horn as payment.

At first Wilhelm had suggested to take the a trip through the mountains. To go straight through the Gongor Ranges via a foot path he had taken on his trip here. Then arrive at Pelta Lunata which sat right besides the Vanathul Ranges. Of course even if they left now night would fall while they were deep in the Gongor Ranges. Those mountains were festering with bandits and animals as she heard and the vast majority of them attacked at night. The idea of being stuck in the mountains at night with thin air and a horde of bandits and wolves and mountain goats or whatever it was that dwelled in the rocky area chasing them through the foot path hardly seemed tempting. Mirrah had suggested taking a boat instead. There were a myriad of ports around them and, the best part, no mountains with bandits and man-eating goats at sea. She somehow managed to convince Wilhelm to take the longer sea route in favor of safety. However she was forced to go shopping instead.

Even after she told him she was done being his errand boy. He gave Mirrah an empty knapsack and an equally empty canteen and finally his own coins (almost as if proving to Mirrah that he had money, the concept!). Although she was fixed at thirty gold coins, it was just enough to buy just what she was told to buy, even if she protested vehemently at leaving her charge's side a second time. But he uttered something about equal exchange and that he had backed down with the footpath and she was obliged to something something whatever. So here she was. Shopping while her charge went off with his client to bargain for a ship and do whatever else it was a merchant and his customer did.

Mirrah silently promised herself to be more stubborn with her decisions or end up having to rummage through Wilhelm's dead body for her pay. Or she could just run off with these thirty gold coins, still slightly less than her promised fee but close enough, and not have to bother with the boy again, but that seemed like a terribly underhanded trick and Mirrah didn't want to stain her reputation as a bodyguard so early in her career.

Thankfully Johenburg was a center of trade which meant plenty of stores with plenty of bargaining prices. Plus crime rate seemed lower this year than the norm so maybe there wasn't anything to worry about after all. Mirrah was never good at bargaining anyway so she simply picked the stores with cheap prices and went in. A map of the Gongor where it focused specifically on Griswold and Pelta Lunata as well the mountain ranges as well as a compass left her at nineteen coins. She wasn't quite sure if she needed to feed Wilhelm's client as the woman had politely refused when asked. Maybe she had her own stash of supplies somewhere or had a small appetite and planned to fast the entire ride there, but the thought of Lorena collapsing during the ride there wasn't pleasant. Wilhelm would find someway to blame her for it and then proceed to take a chunk out of her pay. Again. Best to buy something for the woman. At least it wasn't coming out of her own pocket.

Of course having to buy an extra portion of dried meat and an extra loaf of cracker bread as well as an extra canteen, as the woman neglected to give Mirrah her own, left her far over the amount of coins she had. In the end she put back the extra canteen, thinking she would just give the woman her own canteen and asked the clerk to fill the other canteens with water from the tap. Hopefully Wilhelm won't notice. She left the store with no coins left from Wilhelm's pouch and three less in her own.

Mirrah shouldered the now full knapsack and the clacking canteens at her waist. It must've been three or four now. She maneuvered the streets towards the dock where Wilhelm told her to meet them.

Hopefully there won't be any pirates at sea tonight.