Richard
Ah yes, the gang's all here. The gang of three people, Elowen, Celaena and Leon. They travel through the city for Elowen since she has to grab the clothes that's on standby for her. Leon's eyes search the different salesmen. He wants a new woolen upper garment. The cost varies because people are trying to make as much money as possible. But he can spot a bad deal in a mere moment. He steps to a market place due to him noticing a dark sweater-like garment. "You two can go ahead of me, I'll catch up." He says to the woman that are travelling with him. He likes the design, even though it doesn't serve much use in a fight. He didn't mind it though, he's pretty confident in his defensive abilities. He touches the arm of the garment and asks the owner: "How much for this piece?" The man looks at Leon with a toothy smile and says "70 silver." Leon reaches into his pocket. It seems that he grabbed about 120 silver after running out of his room. He counts for a moment before handing the man his cash. "Nice place you got here. However, it's a bit too open." He critiques. The man raises an eyebrow. "Hm?" Leon wraps the garment neatly in his arm. "Someone with quick hands can snatch something quite easily. I've had it done to me quite a few times. Maybe invest in a spell or guard of some sort." He explains. The man, who seems middle aged, laughs at the statement. "I'll be just fine, boy." He retaliates.
Maria
She gave him a thumbs up, approaching her old friend. Ah yes, Mr Eljorson. A Northern Salvainia man who specialises in just about everything Elowen needs. If he wasn't able to do that, he would pass it on to his buddies. 

They spoke in a strange language. Definitely not the language she speaks to Leon. Sounds very gruff and strong. Most definitely not the kind of speak you would have with a royalty. You would get your head lobbed off! 

He opened a wooden crate, taking out... A lot of things. Gloves, clothing, boots, and a longsword. It was slightly longer than a normal one, but shorter than a war sword. Pretty! Nice Ox Hide wrapped handle, beautiful ornate hilt, and of course... The blade. A beautiful blade designed for the best of stabbing and cutting. 

He then pointed to a small booth, where she promptly skitted to, disappearing for a few moments. After 10 or so minuted, she would appear yet again, looking like a new woman! She wore a new white linen shirt, which included a new frilly ascot tie. On top of it, she would be wearing a brown tunic, which had 4 pockets that sat flat on her tunic. It was tightened to her with both her sword belt, and her new longsword, which sat sheathed on her back. She also had new breeches... And of course, leather boots. Her hands wete covered in... Leather gloves, a Slouch hat in hand, and of course, a gambeson in her bag. She can't be too careful of course. 

She passed her old clothing to the man, giving him a nice big bag of coins. The man was probably going to copy the designs of these... They were pretty, but they were old. 

"Ahhhh feels good to be wearing new clothing"

She said, approaching Celæna, who was probably doing something else!
Darlene
*Celaena — rather than doing something else — remained close to Elowen, like a child to their parent. She watched as Elowen spoke in a strange language and purchased clothes, and waited for her to return from the booth. When Elowen returned, Celaena silently nodded, but then decided to say something.* "I... Um... I'm sorry if I acted kind of... Weird... Last night... I'm not very experienced with the effects of alcohol, and well... It's kind of a hazy memory... And I just wanted to apologize in case I did anything rude..." *It seemed to take a great bit of effort to say that, but she seemed slightly more relieved after getting it out. She waits in apprehension for Elowen's reply.*
Maria
"It's completely fine. I've met plenty more people that would act worse when drunk"

She said, approaching the girl with a... Shoulder pat. Anyways, she left the shop, looking for her companions to... Show off her. New kit. A nice... Brown uniform! 

She turned back to Celæna with a smile

"Lets go find our friend?"
Darlene
*A wave of relief passes over her, visibly changing her stance and expression. She nods, a gentle smile now on her face.* 

"Yes, let's."