The outgoingness of the smith was unexpected. Gaps just fixed a smile on her face while her mind raced. A couple of horses with this group, so as a courier group, they needed horses. Cheap horses.

She had a few coins, liberated from the paymaster when he wasn't looking, but a horse was a major expense.

"Well, if it's horses we need," Gabs said, glancing at the others, "We should do a round-up, find all the horses that escaped when their owners got killed or abandoned the farms. Shouldn't take much to break them again."