Beverly looked in through the jeweller's window. Unlike most businesses here, it had glass windows, consisting of small panes set into a wooden structure. She marvelled at the workmanship and imagined the cost it must have entailed.
"Are we going in?" asked Hayley, already at the door.
"Of course," she agreed, "I've just never seen a shop like this before."
"They do have windows in Wincaster, you know. Haven't you ever been shopping in the capital?"
"No, I'm a knight. The only things I like to buy are for fighting."
"I'm guessing you don't socialize much," offered the ranger. "I'm a ranger, and I've still found time to wander the shops. What do you do in your downtime?"
"Downtime? I don't have 'down time'. If I'm not on campaign or patrol, I'm training."
"Doesn't that get boring?" a
