Ihorangi just checked his armour while observing the pincers close. He remembered his first armour, a mudnane one, back before he was Chosen...<br/>He was just an warrior who had sold all he inherited after his father's death in order to purchase a<em>metal</em>armour and good weapons.<br/>These were good days. Or at least, things were way simpler back then.<br/>Now he fought Dragon-blooded and Fair Folk, keeping watch for Sidereals. Ah well, it was more fun this way, too!<br/>He was waiting for Mariula to give them signal to start. Probably by crippling n enemy ship, as was her style.<br/>Of course, that was why he liked her style...