The nearest tailor goes by the name of "Surtur: Tailor for all occasions", and there is a sign showing a painting of one of those pain-nurse devils from before, garbed in fine, stylish clothing. It might even be considered provocative, to the right mind.<br/><br/>It appears, at first, as though there is a gargoyle behind the counter. It has dull grey skin, covered in tiny blades, and two large wings. Upon its face there sits a stony expression. As soon as Alaedra approaches, it speaks.<br/><br/>"Greetings, customer. I am Surtur, and will gladly clothe you in return for your money."<br/><br/>It then sees the presented garb.<br/><br/>"Ah, I understand. A little wear and tear. You wish to have this as good as new again, yes? Well, let's take a look at the damage. Not too much, that's good, hmm, good quality material, well made, yes. Well, the good news I can have these fixed very quickly, you'll never know they've even been warn. There isn't really any bad news to go with the good news, unless you own less than two gold pieces, but I think a lady with tastes such as yours would have plenty of money, am I right?"