A bit more protection.

The thing that seems to speak to you, is a pair of armored leggings. It appears to be a pair of fishnet stockings with a rather wide netting that would cover your legs from high on the thighs to the ankles, with a roughly one inch red and black band around the top and bottom. They also come with a black soft leather garter belt designed to sit low on your hips to hold them up. Picking them up you can tell that the netting is some light but strong metal covered in black cloth. The shop keeper steps over after you look them over for several minutes, “Those are a bit magic, they were brought in by an elf that said she found something better. I tested them and I think they are about as good as chain mail armor and they shrink or stretch to fit by magic. Not to mention they look really slutty with a nice pair of high heels.” He hands you a pair of 5” chunky heel sandals, “Here try these, they were hers as well, they shrink or grow to fit and are extra comfortable. So nothing amazing, but should be nice for walking in if you are traveling far.”

“Nice. I guess I can give them a try.” He places them down for you, and you step into them. They are designed so you can just slip them on with three straps across the foot, but nothing else. As you step into them they snug up just right, and you are pretty certain they wouldn't fall off easily, but seem to caress your feet as well. “Ooh, ya those feel good, wow. That is cool. How much?”

“Well the shoes are 50 silver, the leggings 100.” You pull out the bar and hand it to him. “A trade bar eeh.” He comments and puts it on a small scale, handing you 60 silver coins once he is finished. “Can I get you anything else?”

“No, thank you. I think these will do me fine.” You kick off the shoes, pull on the leggings and garter under your chain tunic, and step back into the shoes. “Very nice. Here a tip.” You say smiling and hand him 5 more silver.

“Thank you miss. Good luck on your trip.” You wave back at him as you head out. Before leaving town, considering how much money you have left, you decide to make one more quick stop and buy a bedroll and a nice hooded cloak for a pair of silver each. While picking up the last couple of things, you also decide to be a tad cautious and pick up a pair of simple flat soled sandles as well, just in case. Finally satisfied, and with 48 remaining silver coins, you turn south and with a short swift jog, you head out of the town. The shoes live up to their promise and as you start to run and pick up speed, they don't hinder you in the slightest. In fact, they are so comfortable, it almost seems like you can run ever so slightly faster.