<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">I'm pretty satisfied, consider Asulf locked in as well.</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Laebras wrote:</cite>"....Hrm, Um..Asulf, right? Maybe this would fit you a lil' better, huh?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Heh, yeah, it probably will. I mean, it won't fit quite right until I can get it re-fitted, but.." Asulf agrees, nodding a bit.. and unable to help staring as the tiefling slips back out of ill-fitting suit of full plate. He flashes her a wolfish grin at her admission that it'd be easier to get a meal in her old armor, taking the offered suit. "It looks a lot better on you anyways."<br/><br/>Removing his own armor in favor of the full-plate is easy - just a few straps and buckles to undo, and a chain shirt to toss aside before starting the slow process of securing each segment of the full-plate. Fortunately they weren't in too much of a rush and he had time to get each piece on securely while Teran worked the lock of the big chest. Asulf rolls his shoulders and grunts a bit at the awkward fit of the armor. He'd have to get it refitted at the first opportunity, but it'd serve it's purpose well enough until then, he certainly<span style="font-style: italic">felt</span>better protected.<br/><br/>"Oh, woah, she wasn't kidding about the treasure, huh?" the canine comments as the chest opens up, revealing it's rather substantial rewards. "Hell of a lot of coins and stuff, though. Going to be a real pain to haul off - figure you can relock it and we come back after the fight?"<br/><br/>He gives a toothy grin. "I mean, unless our plan is to fill sacks with gold and bludgeon the cultists into submission with our wealth it'd probably be pretty impractical to carry all that into what is probably going to be a pretty serious scuffle."