Horo's wandering brought her to a butcher's shop, and hearing the request for a bit of jerky, the worn old man in the heavy apron moved over to the back of the store, his figure covered partly in blood but looking to be good at his job based on the amount of meats prepared at the store already, soon returning with a package of jerky. "Two gold and one silver, or twenty one silver coins if you prefer to pay all in that. Oh and please dont make me count in coppers, I got a headache with those." The butcher eyed Horo warily, the long cloak she wore seeming to make him even more suspicious of her.<br/><br/>Back at the docks, the ships were being prepared, each looking like it was going to be ready to set sail soon.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The town's humble temple to the God of Journeys, Fharlang, seemed to be in business of selling potions of healing to travelers. The iron rations and miscellanous gear had been available at a fair price in the town, even after the storm, but as Will and Jayne approached the temple proper a priest stepped out to greet them. For all its tall walls, the place inside looked more like a gathering place for travelers than a proper temple. There was a temple altar there and imagery of the good, but also cheap cot beds set about for the people, and a pair of robed priests handing out soup to weary travelers. By scent of it, not the most delicious cuisine but enough to keep a person alive for certain.<br/><br/>"Welcome, and well met." The priest before the two knights smiled. He was fairly thin and looked like he had done his share of travelling, with a few scars to show. One across his face over his right arm, one along his left hand showing just the start from beneath a sleeve, and two more along his chest where the robe was partially open.<br/><br/>"I hope your journeys have been safe and joyful this far, if you have come to seek the blessings for the road... ahh, but I think I know your kind." He smiled, not seeming to think anything bad about the scales and exotic looks, smiling warmly instead at the two of them. "You have come for something a bit more earthly, if I am right?" He seemed to focus for a moment, and a short instant later the two, Will and Jayne, could see a flash of magic in his palm as he stared at the two of them, before nodding his head seriously.<br/><br/>"Both in the service of True and Good." He lowered his arm. "What can I help you with?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>((OOC: For a Priest (or Paladin) of a Good deity, the clergy is willing to sell the cheaper potions at a small discount, 45 gp per a potion of cure light wounds for instance, anything costing over 300 gp is at full price though. Up to that price, they drop 5% from those serving good and part of clergy it appears. There's similar small discounts present for other classes in different places in the town, if looked for in particular. ))