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You are not one hundred precent sure that either of those are actually the case, but luckily, the law in Scrimshaw Mount is such a rat’s nest that no one except the professionals are one hundred percent sure. You stare at Cassandra for a few moments, only allowing yourself to relax when the next word out of her mouth does in fact turn out to be ‘sorry’. Upon hearing that, it is all you can do to stop yourself from sagging your shoulders and sighing in relief. Honestly, this whole tantrum thing worked out great – though admittedly, you are a confused and a little concerned as to why this completely fabricated story emotionally affected you as deeply as it did. Well, you will just have to add that to the list of things that you need to figure out once you have the time.
As Cassandra is promising to get the dress done as soon as possible, around the fourteenth hour, you are already thinking ahead to your next steps. You have already decided that you are going to hold off on trying to buy a carriage or whatever until you actually have the riding dr – the habit, the riding habit. That leaves either doing some shopping, or investigating Aldoin’s house. Thinking about it logically, and setting aside the danger inherent, you have no idea how long an investigation would take, so you should probably put if off until later – once you have secured some transport at the earliest.
So, shopping. Or more accurately, outfitting. You really do not know where exactly you are going to end up. You could find yourself comfortably situation in large village or small town, or in the worst-case scenario, you could be forced to live off of the land … which, well, suffice to say, that would be a real challenge for you. With this in mind, the smart thing to do would be to assume that you are going to end up living in some cave somewhere, and to equip yourself accordingly. If it turns out that you wind up in a cozy little cottage instead, then there is no problem.
Except there is one point where over-preparing does present problems. If you were going into the Great Gloom – the primeval forest of the Cimmaroon Territory – you would need someone with you who could teach you how to read and write Cimmaroonie, as well as translate for you as you learn. What you are talking about is a slave. They could easily be the difference between life and death in the Gloom, between having a way to speak and read the language and a second set of hands. But if you were to buy a slave, then never set foot in the Great Gloom, they would be nothing but an expense and a liability. And it is not like you could just expect to buy a slave at the drop of a hat once you are on the frontier – purchasable slaves would be few and far between, and almost all of them would be owned by Civil authorities, who you would do well to avoid.
