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Rain began to pour down during the night as Hilda was in the armory. "A little rain never hurt anybody." She smiled and looked around and then looked at the amount of gold in her hand. "These weapons are all quite expensive, it looks like this is the only thing I can buy here." Hilda said, putting the gold back in her money bag and walked over to a large pole. "This Cypress Pole oughta be decent. I can afford it and know the advantages of blocking attacks and reversals with poles... Excuse me, I will purchase this pole." She said, bringing the pole to the counter and paying the man 2000 gold.

"Thank you young lady." The large, mustached man chuckled. "You better head on home or to the inn, it is getting quite late, and the rain doesn't show any signs of letting up, here, because I don't want you to get sick, take this." He said, handing Hilda a cloak to wear to protect her from the rain.

"Oh my, thank you so much, I really appreciate this. Have a great night, ser." Hilda stated and wrapped the cloak up and proceeded out the door, the rain could be heard pelting her cloak. "That was really generous, I will return this tomorrow before I leave."

Hilda was heading towards the inn and noticed another Onion Knight, walking through the town, limping and supporting himself with a large spear. "Oh god!" She said and ran over to the injured knight. "Are you okay?"