Cassandra was geared up fully, hard leather and mail armour keeping her covered up. She'd been on the road not long ago, just coming out of a journey to Solar from another village. Her swords were sheathed in a harness of belts that kept her larger blade on her back and her two smaller ones at her hips, each one covered up by a simple but protective leather scabbard. A bag hanging off her arm was being filled with things she purchased as road supplies, and she was currently looking through preserved vegetables in jars on a small market stall. Cooking wasn't a strong suit of hers, and things that were already prepared and ready to eat after long days of walking were always appreciated.<br/><br/>Exchanging a small stack of jars for a handful of copper coins, she stowed the food away in the bag and adjusted its position to her back.<span style="font-style: italic">"Seems like a good haul. Better get a room to stay the night,"</span>she thought to herself, turning away from the stall. Before she started to walk off, she adjusted her large sword by the scabbard, tilting it so the bag rested flat against her back instead of pushing around the crossguard.