Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190221011452/@comment-5543592-20190222152744

Eventually, Cade finished the repairs to his arm, and went about reattached his greaves, sliding his cuirass over his head, strapping back on the plates of his armor and fitting into his gauntlets and boots. He polished his helmet to a mirror shine and screwed it into place on his cuirass' collar. Once again, he was in a suit of glinting steel the color of gunmetal. He struck a pose in front of the rising sun, before going over to wake up Meyline.

"Awake, friend Meyline, the hour of our departure has come."