- Messages
- 105
- OOC First Name
- Matt
- Wand
- Birch 14 1/4", Dragonstone Core
Aedan shifted his leg slightly for a bit more comfort. One hand held onto a glass of fruit punch, the other rested at the wickedly curved blade that sat sheathed at his side. Costume blade, he corrected himself mentally. The armor he was wearing was, similarly, costume armor, and the helmet belted at his waist was part of his costume too. His eyes scanned the crowd idly, observing the other students.
He shifted his position again. I know I asked for realistic armor, Aedan thought to himself, But that didn't mean they had to make it as warm as real steel armor. Aedan reached up again and adjusted the tattered cloth that made up his cloak, taking another sip of punch.
He shifted his position again. I know I asked for realistic armor, Aedan thought to himself, But that didn't mean they had to make it as warm as real steel armor. Aedan reached up again and adjusted the tattered cloth that made up his cloak, taking another sip of punch.