78 Nothing Special! (3)

"This here is my baby!" Jack gestured to a suit of armour on a stand and various weapons next to it.

Jason frowned as he looked at the mix of materials that had been slapped together. The outfit had soft leather as its base that went from the neck down to the fingers and toes. Steel plating had been put over the chest area, shins and forearms. Putting it squarely in the medium armour bracket.

'A child could have put this together.' Jason's frown deepened as he looked over it.

"I don't think so…" Syssie said as she also studied it. "I think you're underestimating yourself. Frankly, I think it's a miracle he got so far."