Cain finally reached the clothes shop. He looked around and the street was still as busy as ever. Knock! Knock!
He got in and the shopkeeper lady was awaiting him with a smile and a massive bag.
"This is for you, make sure to keep them clean." She said with a smile.
Cain looked inside the bag, "Clean, what is that supposed to mean?" He closed the bag and carried it on his back.
"You seem like an adventurer, a great one at that. Those aren't designed for blood and poison." She approached Cain and gave him a small bag, "The change, you gave me far more than what was needed."
"You can keep them," Cain pushed the small bag back to her.
"No, I won't take what I didn't work for." She pushed the bag back to him.
"Fine, keep them and I will send some people to buy from you later. An upfront payment, a tailor like you would be hard to find."
