[Fenris fully strips out of his rags and puts on his armour, checking some of the lacing and buckles, but it fits perfectly as always, meaning it was his original set. Still, he feels off put by how they saw fit to strip him down and put him in rags only to make a game of finding his actual belongings.
It seems pointlessly contrived.
Looking over at G'raha, he sees the man has turned away to fuss with his belongings, likely giving Fenris unnecessary privacy. It was still appreciated all the same.]
Thank you, for leading me here. I've never been skilled at reading maps. [Hefting his blade up and onto his back, he throws the rags into the chest and closes it.]
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It seems pointlessly contrived.
Looking over at G'raha, he sees the man has turned away to fuss with his belongings, likely giving Fenris unnecessary privacy. It was still appreciated all the same.]
Thank you, for leading me here. I've never been skilled at reading maps. [Hefting his blade up and onto his back, he throws the rags into the chest and closes it.]