Kalonice flits idly to and fro in the marketplace, glancing around at the goods for sale.  Thankfully, the muddy ground offers no barrier to flight, and most of the ruffians in Paderborn would rather rob someone who can actually<strong>lift</strong>enough silver to make a mugging worth it.<br/><br/>In truth, there's little going on that's of interest to her, as no tavern needs a bard this early in the day.<br/><br/>(Actually, I don't know how much money Kalonice has, kat; we never nailed down an exact cost for instruments, nor whether an Ellyl-sized rapier really cost the same as a normal one.)