@indarkestnight: in that case I'll drop the light crossbow and 20 bolts to get 37 gp back, leaving 30 gp in the wallet. With that, I'll buy 8 darts for 4 gp total, leaving at 26.
Backstory: Mitsuyo was on the border when darkness fell. It was not the darkness of stormclouds, nor the onset of night, but a huge, indescribable, thing crawling across the horizon. Light itself seemed to fade, and even valiant paladins seemed to freeze and keel over without a mark of frost nor wound on their bodies. This was but one of many nameless demons coming in through the tear in reality, but it was enough to kill the entire militia and blight the fields with ash.
Her father and mother stood firm, ordering her to get on the wagon and escape with the others before all was lost. She did not want to leave them, but the grasping hand of her aunt forced her onto the cart. One would think to take one last look at their hometown and their parents' noble sacrifice, but Mitsuyo dared not look; she knew it would be the last she saw of them, and could not confront this fact. She dived under a fur blanket, squeezing her eyes shut until they hurt, trying to will herself out of the nightmare.
This was 4 years ago. But it feels like a distant memory. Mitsuyo dedicated her life to never be a victim again, to not run away or let others force her retreat. She would stand fast against the Worldwound and not give it any more ground!
Mitsuyo trained in a temple of Iomedae in Nerosyn, Mendev's capital. Her single-mindedness and desire to prove that she's "not a little girl but a warrior" earned her a reputation as one of the initiates with a greater death wish than others. "We are all willing to give our lives to Good," one of her peers said. "But when a martyr claims that you're reckless, perhaps it's time to reconsider your options?"
It was likely this personality trait which prevented her from becoming a paladin. But all the same her zeal is all the stronger, if not more so.