Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20181201131100/@comment-17114085-20181207134906

Jofrodr laughed when Kane pointed at the building. "I would be impressed if you managed to get camping supplies from there, that's Mildríðr's shop. She's an ironmonger. You won't find furs or tents for sale there."

He didn't hand Kane the gold and instead began walking into the snowy town square. "You're best letting us lead the way, Styrson. Clearly you are not from around here."

He entered one of the buildings, a shop called the Blind Traveller. "Laufey, how's it going?"

An old woman looked up from her chair. "Ah, Jofrodr is that you?"

"It's me. I've come with others to buy camping supplies. Is the shop open?" The Companion asked.

"For one of Bodvar's boys, of course. Come come, I'll call Nanni. Nanni!" She yelled.

A few moments later, a younger man walked into the shop. "What is it mother?" He saw that he had customers. "Ah, customers. What can I do for you?"

"Camping supplies, a week's worth for three." Jofrodr replied.

"As you wish, I'll be right back." Nanni scurried off to gather the goods.

"Laufey's got plenty of odd stuff around, you two might want to take a look." Jofrodr told his party while he waited for Nanni to return.

The farmers watched them leave, before closing up their home.

"Most of the Companions are out of town." The innkeeper revealed. "Captain Bodvar took them away on a quest a few days ago, before the dragon bounty was even posted. From what I heard it had something to do with Orcs."

He didn't seem to believe the lad when claimed that he would be killing the beast, but didn't voice his doubts as he didn't particularly care.