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Nish had left Whiterun behind, he had spent 150 of the 300 gold.

75 of Garvut's reward on a health potion and 75 of his own on more arrows and a cheaper bow for Keerava. Though he would have gotten her one of equal quality to his own, the stock was very limited. Hopefully he could sell the cheapy and buy a better one in the next city they pass, or they might get lucky and loot a really good one.

Nish hoped to get himself a better dagger but the shop only sold daggers of equal value or ones that were worse. So he stuck with the steel dagger that he started with.

Nish knew that his group were travelling by horse and had a head start, he'd need a horse to.

He was begining to regret refusing the conjured horse but he didn't trust it.

He then noticed Whiterun's stable, the outside looked unoccupied...

"Perfect..." he said, rubbing his hands together.