Lelliana was swooning over a pair of shoes being offered by an Orlesian peddler. Sten found this entire venture pointless; they should be making the camp more fortified, not shopping. Wynne felt similarly, however she still seized the opportunity to purchase some more scented soap. She found the scents from the market much more pleasing than that which Bodahn offered. She also bought some more thread, as the last batch of torn clothing from Alistair had taken the remainder of her stores.
After deciding against the shoes due to sheer impracticality, Leliana was standing at the stall of a couple of Antivan men. She was perusing their weapons, and saw a dagger she thought Zevran might like. She called out to Alistair, who was admiring Dwarven armor. "Alistair! Do you think Z-" she remembered that Zevran was supposedly dead to the Crows, and wasn't sure if these peddlers were truly market material. "Do you think my brother would like this?" She held the dagger up for the templar to see. Confused, Alistair raised an eyebrow, then realized what Leliana was getting at. He went over to have a closer look, then shrugged his shoulders, not knowing much if anything about dual weapon fighting. "You know him better than I." Leliana smiled. "I think he will." She paid for it, then hurried away in a dignified fashion.
Sten, exasparated yet tired of simply standing while the others bought different things, finally gave in and stepped up to the Orlesian lady's stall. He looked about for a bit, then bought something and quickly hid it under his armor. He cast his eyes toward Leliana, then returned to his position of standing guard.
Again, sorry it's short this is meant to happen at the same time as the previous chapter so they're both relatively short. Rate and Review what you think Sten bought!