<div class="floatright">(http://i.neoseeker.com/ca/final_fantasy_xiv_conceptart_RiacG.jpg)</div><strong>Alec Varys</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1269011)<br/>Place: Unknown<br/>Inventory/Wearing: Basically this (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d3/b7/c4/d3b7c4935e5d26d6f9bced61ef4326df--mens-viking-costume-male-renaissance-costume.jpg)<br/>Tagging:All<br/><hr/><br/>Alec let out a sigh at the Lady Meek's statements. He knew better; the worshippers of the sun god would rather gnaw off their right arm than admit they made a mistake or take responsibility for a lapse in judgement. Though he kept his opinions to himself he went along with the rather ravishing Lady Nerida into the armory and began to sift through items on display, he had a notion already of what he wanted. He hoped to find a suit of plate armor but anything that wasn't fitted would be exceptionally uncomfortable and hard to move in. So he'd look for a serviceable suit of mail instead, something he could wear under a tabard of Lathander, if he could find one, to round out the disguise. He'd also be on the look out for a couple daggers as a backup weapon and a two-handed sword; or a longsword and shield if that wasn't available. As a warrior; he could use and all of the weapons and armor in the place but he had his preferences.