Corien's gear has obviously seen battle - the armor plates (steel, Raine notes) bears the (skillfully repaired) scars of battle - anything from the remnants of arrow and bolt impacts to the marks left by swords, maces and axes. The chain weave underlying the plates has thinned in places, and the harness straps and buckles are in various stages of age. This is not to say the armor is not well-kept, but it is equally obviously armor that regularly sees heavy use. The exposed parts are covered with a thin layer of wax to repel water, both outside and inside. Corien's sword is also made of steel, a foot taller than he is, well-oiled, well-sharpened, the hilt wrapped in leather and wire. The weapon bears few adornments - but it does not need to. Hefting it, Raine gets the impression that that sword alone might buy a comfortable retirement, were Corien to part with it. Corien handles the blade easily enough - it may be heavy, but his arms and hands are clearly used to the thing. "Satisfied, Cap'n?" He inquires when Raine hands the blade back and steps back.