Wesley came across the same weapons vendor, and picked out a few boxes of bullets, and a swiss army knife. He handed four silver, and three stone Bitts to the vendor and walked off. Now all he needs is a canteen to hold the water he has, and about a weeks worth of food. Oh, and a bag big enough to carry it all.
| Meanwhile, with the mayor |
"Ah! It's a delight to see you again, young man. How may I help you?" The old man greeted EQUIP, giving him an overly-friendly, exaggerated smile. He motioned him to come and sit opposite to him at his dusty old desk.
