1190 First Time?

Varian and Maria went to the largest blacksmith store in the safezone.

"You're not telling why we should buy this. None of the things on the second zone need stuff like this." Varian walked down the gold-paved streets clicking his tongue at the extravagance.

"It's for safety." Maria was wearing a hoodie and a mask that covered her up completely. Her voice was also altered to sound masculine and old.

"There you go again," Varian crossed his arms.

"Also, stop following me! I'm trying not to attract attention!" Maria stomped on his feet and created some distance between them in the sea of crowds.

Varian looked at her back shuttling through the warriors dressed in different attires, but all attuned to combat—full-body armors, elemental resistance robes, anti-death shields, and of course, plenty of robes.

Even though her look was so shady, she was the 'normal' one here.