[i]The blacksmith would turn back, as he would then nod towards Alpha.[/i] "Oi, you're the furry. Ya, got yer armor here." [i]He would leave the steel plate, as he retrieved a set of armoring that would fit what would belong to a scout: a hardened, dark leather gambeson made up the majority of the set, allowing for both flexibility and defense as well. He had also provided a dagger for self defense in CQC.[/i]

She nodded her thanks. The armor would suffice, but she knew many of the Dojoites had ways of getting to her. The dagger would do little, but would help.