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[ladybirdcrap]

You've made it out of the prairie and underbrush, congratulations! But with the lack of supplies from the journey around Alderwood has left you beat. Your horses hate you, you've got sand up in places where it's not welcome, you're hungry, cranky, and if you've been riding you'll be walking like Dean for a little bit. Lucky enough for you, the next town isn't much of a detour, so you can restock, trade, and try not to burn anything down.

[Mission: Stock up, let the horses rest, treat your cholera, etc]

Comments

[nosleeves]

[this is some real little house on the prairie shit]

[helps people get the horses to the stables because it's better than standing around]

[recurred]

[but ma i dont want to get pants]

[just perpetual frowning in the market with pants. You don't wear pants with dresses. Now she's looking at shirts. everything looks like its from the civil war and its all very unflattering. All the faces being made. Not that she doesn't like shopping, but she doesn't like it when her choices are leather, knapsack, and shotty cotton blends.]

[when can she look at the sharp things.]

[foodporn]

[bartering with a shop owner for something resembling shampoo. she's getting split ends here. and by bartering i mean succubusing it out of him. it's a tough life.]

[andtrue]

[ weighing up the options of either staying on the horse or getting in a wagon. of course, the biggest downside to the wagon is constant leg vigilance. the biggest downside to riding the horse is riding the horse. ]

[scantilyclad]

[ tries to practice being attracted to women ]

[ all the women in the town look like that one barkeep ]