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cramping my style
May. 14th, 2005 11:38 pmSome human women wear girdles. I don't suppose it feels as bad as this armor. It's not big enough where I sit - I mean, I can't sit comfortably if I wear it all. It's stupid. They ought to put pleats in it or something. Maybe they could have chain-mail up the sides. I had to take off the bit at the back.
The Greckle says there's no way to beat it bigger with rocks. We'll have to ask a blacksmith in a town, if we ever find another one.
It's a bit tight at the top, too, but that's for a better reason. I've got the wallet I took from the vamp, and his precious ring of Amara, and the stuff that I took off the Contrall’s body packed in under the shoulder plates. The guy who used to own the armor had a little sack of coins, too. There’s not really room in here for me and all the money, but that’s a good problem to have. Marty offered to carry some of it for me, but I guess I’ll manage.
The Greckle says there's no way to beat it bigger with rocks. We'll have to ask a blacksmith in a town, if we ever find another one.
It's a bit tight at the top, too, but that's for a better reason. I've got the wallet I took from the vamp, and his precious ring of Amara, and the stuff that I took off the Contrall’s body packed in under the shoulder plates. The guy who used to own the armor had a little sack of coins, too. There’s not really room in here for me and all the money, but that’s a good problem to have. Marty offered to carry some of it for me, but I guess I’ll manage.
