Chapitre 296: Guild III

"Ah, the dagger!" the blacksmith boomed, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "A classic choice for a nimble fighter. And a good choice at that. Now, let's talk about armor. We'll want something that offers protection without hindering your movement. Perhaps a well-crafted leather jerkin, reinforced with some light metal plating? We can even add some flexibility with leather greaves and bracers."

Marlowe's face lit up with a grin. This armor, custom-made to fit her needs, sounded perfect. A thrill of anticipation bubbled within her.

Alex and Brittany watched the exchange between Marlowe and the blacksmith with amusement.