Aura nodded slowly and ambivalently. She'd been walking all day for a number of days running, and who knew what tomorrow would bring. She'd gotten used to feeling alone on the journey. Yet now she was reluctant to face it again, while resting off her imbibing in or out of short elven reverie. At least she was close to the end of her journey to Cormanthor, depending on what today's phenomenon threw in her path.<br/><br/>She bit her lower lip for a moment. "I suppose I may've drunken enough, of ale and wine anyway. Um...my knowledge of armor is somewhat limited, and I don't mean to imply you can't just fine yourself - but would you appreciate any help unfastening yourself from that beautiful armor?<em>He</em>told me about how the knights of the city would trade hands to help each other, with the heavier stuff, which I myself have never seen or felt the inside of."