Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20180426034519/@comment-4681758-20180720035315

"Sure, sweetie.  Come on.", Rose said as she picked Aster up. "Your dad wants to be sure his princess looks beautiful for the festival."

Stepping out onto the balcony for a moment, Ciarán began applying small pieces of armor to himself, along his chest, arms and legs. Black steel with a gold trim, and his claw gauntlets tainted dark red. He then affixed the ornate copy of his sword he received from Mimo the last time he was up here. and topped off the look with a long, black cape.