"That's not such a bad load... I've no doubt that Merta could handle it." He walks up and pats the white courier horse on the nose, receiving a good-tempered whinny in return. "For her, with saddle and four days feed, I would say three gold per day you are gone. You pay for feed and expected duration up front, and then for any extra time you needed when you return. I will need you to place your hand on my Seeker Stone, though..."<br/><br/>He gives you an apologetic shrug, and smile.<br/><br/>"Not that I don't trust you, of course, but this is still my business... can't have folks riding off into the sunset with my horses now, can I?"