"In a very sarcastic manner? Why, yes she did. You don't think that we actually have chainmail bras and panties, do you? That'd be.. more than uncomfortable. But we still need to chat about your weapon, 'n armoring too." [i]Isabella would finish, as the Marshal would then leave the tent. A simple, unsatisfied smirk crossed the tall woman's face, before those scarlet eyes returned to the shorter Natalie.[/i] "I think I can have a weapon forged for you in a bit. Even better, since you are a mage, a weapon enhanced by an enchantment."