[The feed clicks on to show Kay...although, she's not as chipper as she usually is. She's not sad by any means, but more...solemn. The party had gotten her spirits up considerably, but now that it had passed, she realizes something important. Something she needs others to help with. So she sits on her beanbag chair, arms resting on her knees as she gazes into the Link.]
I want armor.
[Why? Because it's dangerous here. Overlord proved that.]
Are there any metalworkers here?
And...I want to learn to protect myself. In...in case someone can't do that for me.
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