The dragon watches the projected map with obvious interest, eyes sparkling as if he'd seen a large diamond, though he saves inquiries for later, dealing with business, currently.<br/><br/>Saarisi sends back a snort.<em>They were trained doing more advanced work than he asked for. Honestly, I could make the ceremonial armor just as battle ready, and make his personal armor stronger, for the same price, in half the time he asked for. Child's play, really.</em>