The second member of the party is Scarlett, the Fighter. Scarlett is well regarded in town maybe not for the reason she desires. Although a competent sword fighter she's most well known for being... significantly well endowed, and that causes a nightmare for her when it comes to fitting armor. She's constantly distracted - fumbling with breastplates too tight or in this case, way too big! This heavy steel breastplate she bought with her is just weighing her down.
The blacksmith did mention the serpents scale mail armor that could be crafted to be a bit more form fitting. "And I know just where I could find some scales! There was talk of a snake in the dungeon sewer level!" Thus Scarlett ventures down to the lowest level of the dungeon, every few steps stopping to refit and stuff herself back into the breastplate. Definitely not a good time to be distracted with your hands full...
"I believe you dropped thisssssssss....?"
daytimebear
2022-02-07 20:37:04 +0000 UTCGrant Walker
2022-02-07 16:31:25 +0000 UTCWhiskaway
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