It was a difficult choice but Lady Gwen decided to sell some of her equipment to get equipment for the here and now then live for what might or might not happen. She felt like she was parting with friends who had served and saved her on many occasions and they were about to sacrifice themselves one last time for her. Perhaps, she could return them to the fold after she was cured and had access to her gold.
The shopkeeper was an older man with a thick gray beard and eye for some in desperate need for proper equipment. Lady Gwen was tempted to beat the shopkeeper for taking advantage of someone in need, but at least he didn't ask too many questions about where she had gotten the equipment. It didn't take long to get equipped though the armor didn't fit as well as she would have liked especially in the chest area but it would take several days at least to get it adjusted to her body shape and it was time she preferred to spend looking for a cure.
The night lamps were being lit as she exited the armor and weapon shop fully equipped and ready for battle, equipment wise at least. Her stomach reminded her it had been a long time since her last meal and she would need to secure lodgings for the evening. The Maple Inn seemed to be the only inn around the town, so Lady Gwen headed towards it with determination the curse laid upon her would be ended sooner rather than later.
