"Fate would have it, I was looking for a leathersmith," Skellig exclaims, holding up their progression.
It is similar to what might be considered a pauldron (in later times than they are currently occupying) and the exchange of coins for the piece is simple enough; with the help of the seller to get the straps fitted around his upper arm and torso, it is settled, and Kreyu can jump back up and settle in with a little coaxing.
The seller is DELIGHTED by this - never what they intended this for, but it works perfectly!
Kreyu gets a friendly pat on the head from the seller (Skellig manages somehow not to laugh) as they set off, and he glances over at her once they are out of earshot. "Better, love? I feel you will be more secure there, with your claws able to grip."
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It is similar to what might be considered a pauldron (in later times than they are currently occupying) and the exchange of coins for the piece is simple enough; with the help of the seller to get the straps fitted around his upper arm and torso, it is settled, and Kreyu can jump back up and settle in with a little coaxing.
The seller is DELIGHTED by this - never what they intended this for, but it works perfectly!
Kreyu gets a friendly pat on the head from the seller (Skellig manages somehow not to laugh) as they set off, and he glances over at her once they are out of earshot. "Better, love? I feel you will be more secure there, with your claws able to grip."