Krom drinks in silent his ale as Cora and Kazri speaks about Cora's son.
The dwarf after a while turns to Chill "If we find a place that sells diamonds we should purchase as many as we can afford, our quest is going to get even more dangerous from now on. Diamonds are used in several hymns and rituals that restore life." Krom pauses "I hope that we will not need those, but it is better to be prepared than sorry."

"We've indeed been quite fortunate so far all things considered. Perhaps the priestess that set us upon this path originally is yet praying to the Lady of Luck on our behalf." Rhogar said with a smirk towards the end. His expression than turned back to the more series as he adds, "... You said before you'd manage to make enough to mend what's been done to at least one of you Master Krom, yes? If so, and I'm sure the rest of you are in agreement, but mayhaps you use it on yourself now rather than later. While there are no doubt worse things we need contend with, I am concerned that these periods of, uhm... disconnection you've been experience may yet grow worse with time. Even to the point that any rush of adrenaline may not be enough at the most inopportune time. Think on it, at least." 

With the suggestion made, Rhogar promptly downed the contents of his mug (or what's left after Gorrah sneakily got her fill), then rose up out of his seat. "I'm going to see if I can at least get a few lesser supplies in town before we move on. We could probably reach Targos next within a few hours if we're fortunate. But, better we enjoy the rest of this day, as there is unlikely to be many of the like going forward." With a grim grin, Rhogar and Gorrah than departed to search for a tradestop or the like to restock with at least a few days rations and spices.

Rekuberk seems to he looking over his shoulder constantly, seemingly on edge due to the knowledge that there may be agents of the Frost Maiden around them at anytime. He does not drink anything other then water, keeping his back to the wall where he has a full view of the room at all times. "Whatever we do next it should be soon. The Frost Maiden has her minions all over the place."

Krom nods to Rhogar as the dragonborn finishes to speak "I fear that you may be right, Rhogar, the fog that clouds my mind from time to time seems to get stronger." 
The dwarf takes the pouch with the diamond dust from his backpack "I'll get to work immediately." Krom opens the pouch and uses the dust to write the dwarven rune of healing on the table. As he finishes the rune, Krom starts chanting an hymn of abjuration (Greater restoration). The rune sparkles as the dwarf chants the words of the hymn. As Krom finishes hymn, the rune vanishes from the table and briefly appears on the dwarf's forehead.
"The Frostmaiden's fog has been defeated, my friends. I feel much much better now!" 

Krom heals himself of the malady that afflicted him while the party discuesses its next plans.  There is still plenty of day left if they chose to continue travelling to Targos which is 2 hours east and a much larger town.  It is sure to have the services you need.

Cora can't help but overhear Rhogar speak of resupplying rations.  "No trade stores like that here.  We're too small, only about 150 souls live in Bremen.  I can supply rations if that is what you need.  Or you can try the Five-Tavern Center.  The five taverns are called Stones, Even Keel, the River’s Mouth, the Grumpy Moose, and the Black-Bearded Brother. But to be honest, The taverns are old and poorly maintained.  You won't find better than what I have to offer."

Rhogar levels a grin Rhogar's way but it soon faltered with Cora's assertion. "That so? Hmm.... The generous spirit in me is yet tempted to try them all the same, as every bit of coin in these trying times can hopefully go a long way for those poor souls." He admits and genuinely appeared remorseful, before solemnly shaking his head. "But time presses on. If we are to make good time to Targos today..... Well... How much for-...." And he'll continue off rattling a short list of supplies he'd like to purchase, including some added fed for the Axe Beaks who'd by then probably gotten a bit.... peckish. ;)

-> Intended Purchase
At least 10 days worth of rations (15 if she can spare as much)
10 days worth of Feed
 At least 3 to 5 gp worth of various seasonings

"Targos is not that far, but the road is treacherous and since the weather itself is also against us, we should leave as soon as possible." says Krom as he starts checking through his backpack "My rations are getting low, but for the moment they should be enough. In case of necessity, I can call upon Moradin's blessing and conjure enough food for all of us."
As the group finishes to prepare, Krom looks around for items and furnitures that could use some maintenance.

(@Orileo. WOW, Sister Garaele. That sounds like a lifetime ago!! LOL Which, btw, I don't remember if I ever go to thanks our DM. I use the same method to send my party from DoIP to SKT. It was Sister Garaele and Halia Thornton that ushered them in their new adventure.)

"It is good to see that you are feeling better Master Krom. We should head to Targos as soon as we can. I will purchase some supplies from the innkeeper." Kazri will purchase 5 rations, if Cora still have any left. "Hopefully we will have information regarding your son soon, ma'am."

Cora's face brightens at the sale, glad you chose not to go to the other places and stayed to do business with her. "Things are rough right now, thank you.  I've got plenty of feed for your mount and can sell you the 10 days of trail rations.  Spices are a bit hard to come by but I can sell you 3 gold worth. That'll be, um, lets say 8 gold even then.  And two and a half gold to you Lady Kazri. Thank you for the kind words."

Having purchased what you needed you set off from Bremen towards Targos.  Its a two hour walk with a cold wind at your back but soon the wooden wall that encircles Targos comes into view. You had previously passed though the town a couple of times but had never stopped to do more than get a hot meal before moving on.  You recalll that there is a tavern called Three Flags Sailing for food and drinks, The Luskan Arms is the local inn and there is a general store called Triglio.

"As much as I would like to warm myself a bit with some hot food and a couple of pints of ale, since we are running out of sunlight, shall we pay a visit to the general store before heading to the Inn?" asks Krom as the group enters the city. 

Rhogar rubbed his chin, appearing to consider Krom's words for a moment. Then just as it looks as if he might speak, Gorrah projects to the group feelings of agreement, warmth, and hunger, earning a glare from the Dragonborn. "Sometimes I really wish you would stop volunteering so much." He chides the petite dragon.

"I don't have much more in mind for such a store... but it could be we can find our gems there, if not learn who in town might be in possession of such. Not really a task for all, but-..." He trailed off there with a shrug. "Lead on. With any luck, we might even be able to learn something of Targos while we're at it." 

“It does not hurt to stop by the store, though, I think we may have a better chance of finding what we are looking for at Rendaril’s Emporium in Bryn Shander.” Kazri states to the group, as she follows Krom to the general store.

Chill continues on with the others.  He didn't really need much but the diamond was a need.  "Hopefully  they have diamonds.  But really wouldn't think a general store would carry such a thing. But perhaps there is a jeweller on town."

You make you way through the streets to the general store, Triglio.  Inside you find a man, a scarecrow-like fellow, behind the counter.  "Greetings travelers, names Jestin Hunrae, how can I be of service?"

Any inquiries into general supplies are met with a smile and the likelihood of finding basic needs met.  When asking about diamonds though the man frowns.  "Diamonds?  'Fraid not friends, that's not my type of store.  Most folks in these fishing villages don't need such things.  You'll need to travel to Bryn Shander for such things.  Seems that town has everything one might imagine.  I'd recommend starting with Rendaril's Emporium.  If Rendaril doesn't have what you need he'll know who does.  Good luck to you!"

Basic gear, including rations, from the PHB can be bought here (feel free to add to your sheet and deduct the cost)

"A shame, but not wholly unexpected. But we figured best to ask all the same." Rhogar gives Jestin a toothless smile. "Come ot think of it though, now that I'm here, there are a few things I would like to collect, uhm... But out of curiosity as well, I don't suppose the village has at least an apothecary? What other business are there in town?" He asks while perusing the shop and gradually build up a healthy stack of supplies to either bring forward or have brought forward to purchase. 

Just for an honest Record:

"We thank you Mr. Hunrae for the information provided. We actually have visited Mr. Rendaril's Emporium before, however, we were hoping that we may find what we are looking for here." Kazri waits for everyone to buy supplies, then perhaps eat a hot meal before retiring for the day.

(I am going to take that we are staying the night here right?)

Krom nods to the shopkeeper as he replies to his inquiry for diamonds "I understand. I will purchase then a new tent, 5 days worth of rations and a whetstone." 
As soon as the group finishes to purchase supplies, Krom eagerly walks towards the inn.

Chill laughed out loud, a sure sign that the lack of diamonds bothered him despite his words.

"I hadn't expected to find them but it would have been a nice surprise."  Let's get some warm food and some drinks and head back to Bryn Shander after a good rest.

Rekuberk continues to stay alert the entire time they are on the road and even in the city. It is as if he thinks the minions of the Frost Maiden could jump them at any time, his hand never straying far from the handle of a weapon. He buys a few rations for himself but checks over them carefully before returning them to his pack.

Disappointed by the lack of diamonds in the village you head for the inn, The Luskan Arms.  There you find the Luskan Arms was built to look like an inn that might be found in the City of Sails (the city of Luskan).  As a result, much of the decor is nearly two hundred years old, reflecting Luskan as it was in the years before its decline. The inn has sturdy walls but rotten floorboards, and drafts come up into the common room from the cellar. The place is also infested with rats, which scurry between the walls at all hours of the night. The proprietor, Owenn Tarsenel, is a quiet, balding man who has sunk into a deep depression, fearing that summer will never return to Icewind Dale.

Much of the talk is of the same everywhere, the never ending cold winter, the decline in trade and the freezing lakes.

As you head for your rooms a man approaches you and introduces himself.

"Greetings travelers, I am Naerth Maxildanarr, town speaker for Targos.  Is there any way that I can assist you here in our fine city?"