She'd currently bought a cheap woolen winter overcoat, some doodads, some trinkets, a gadget or two, a sausage on a stick, some experimental popcorn an adventurer had come up with in both prepared and camp-cook-ready varieties, a small tent, a portable umbrella (which was all together something pretty rare), various flavored candy potions, some -actual- potions, empty bottles, bottles of limited edition orange-peel soda, preserved pickles, an apple, a few replacement ascots, 3 cotton handkerchiefs, a kite, a survival knife, rope, more rope, lots of rope, you always need rope, a lumen crystal mana-lamp, map paper, a rare fountain pen invented by a certain pompous nobleish girl, extra paint berries for her sprayer, some flint stones which she could adapt for her spark maker, comfy inner-soles for her boots, an extra blanket for her hammock, a nice but rustic compass, the other kind of compass that you use for drawing, some chalk for drawing, soap, a washcloth, one bucket, tonight's dinner of potato soup, salt to taste, and cream, some milk as well, there were also some spare undershirts, underwear, toiletries, a hair brush, some dice for fun and function, dried oatmeal for breakfast, a net, spare buttons which were hard to come by, and some sewing thread, and a pan that would serve in a campfire, and finally, an old fisherman's almanac.
