Mostly... Keela didn't like 'mostly' when it came to her being 'fine' or not... and the price, 10000... what the hell had she gotten herself into?  Still, it was<em>10,000</em>gold pieces!  She could get well more than just food for that, and even Fenrir's ears seemed to perk up at the number.<br/><br/>She watched the man leave, and as the door shut she swore under her breath.  Then she swore a bit louder.<br/><br/>"Fuck!  I'm too broke to get a goddamn carriage!" she growled at herself "Gah!  Damn, maybe I can talk someone into loaning me a dress... and a carriage..."<br/><br/>Readying herself for the trip, she tucked her two daggers into her belt, but left her larger blades since it would be a tad odd seeing a woman with 'fine tastes' wielding a scimitar and kukri in the city.   She also left off her armor and bracers, given their bulk, but kept her amulet and ring for good measure.  Ensuring that everything was tucked away, including the papers in the pouch at her waist, Keela left and locked the door, leaving Fenrir alone in the house since he would blow her cover otherwise.<br/><br/>A quick pause as she glanced about the city streets, and Keela tried to remember where the nearest place was that she could get a halfway decent dress, and then where to find a carriage.... and then considered just how she'd go about actually getting to use them...<br/><br/><em>'Could probably get the dress easily enough, promise to pay them back by tomorrow.  But the carriage...'</em>Keela thought as she headed to the nearest purveyor of fine dresses<em>'Might have to think of another way to convince them...'</em>