Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150318011410/@comment-5583506-20150319204333

She guided Perdix to her father's chambers, where it was high to the ceiling and the walls were lined up with bookshelves containing books of various origin. On an armor rack she released a few spigots and took it off.

It was a Wolf Armor in black and padded with white fur. It still bore a few dents and scratches from Bitvarg the Elder's last stand during the Wolf Trap.

"This belonged to my father", she said and held it out for Perdix to take. "I would be honoured to see it worn by an equally proud and worthy man, as he was."