Post by Zephyr on Feb 4, 2010 14:11:14 GMT -5
Stepping out of the gates to Luminis City was like stepping into another world, besides the endless ash and colorless, seemingly dead world, something caught her eye. She wandered toward it but a voice stopped her.
"You won't last long out 'ere dressed loike that." He drawled. A man in a cloak and pointed hat waddled past her toward the thing that had caught her eye. It was a small trader's shack. "Oive got just the thing for ya lass,"
She followed him wordlessly. The shack was nestled under a a huge blue-grey mushroom. He pulled out a package, "This'll look marvelous on ya, try it on, I'll even give a pretty thing like you a discount."
Zephyr took the package, it was simply folded clothes and belts tied together with a string. Glancing at her own outfit, it was true, she was dressed for dancing or lounging in the sun, not trekking across endless and untamed lands.
The outfit was a piece of detailed red leather armor that covered her breasts and shoulders, gold vines crafted into it over it's entirely, a small skirt with leather belts that left her hips exposed but open for movement, and heavy boots that would protect her feet, along with long armored gloves.
(see outfit here.)
She thanked him and instead of payment, he took her old dress instead. And went along her way.
The wind was harsh as she got further from the city, but in the distance was a forest, she hoped to find solace in it's branches.
"You won't last long out 'ere dressed loike that." He drawled. A man in a cloak and pointed hat waddled past her toward the thing that had caught her eye. It was a small trader's shack. "Oive got just the thing for ya lass,"
She followed him wordlessly. The shack was nestled under a a huge blue-grey mushroom. He pulled out a package, "This'll look marvelous on ya, try it on, I'll even give a pretty thing like you a discount."
Zephyr took the package, it was simply folded clothes and belts tied together with a string. Glancing at her own outfit, it was true, she was dressed for dancing or lounging in the sun, not trekking across endless and untamed lands.
The outfit was a piece of detailed red leather armor that covered her breasts and shoulders, gold vines crafted into it over it's entirely, a small skirt with leather belts that left her hips exposed but open for movement, and heavy boots that would protect her feet, along with long armored gloves.
(see outfit here.)
She thanked him and instead of payment, he took her old dress instead. And went along her way.
The wind was harsh as she got further from the city, but in the distance was a forest, she hoped to find solace in it's branches.