70 The Eve of War!

The night here carried an even deeper chill in the ruins of Belanore, each whisk of wind capable of seeping beneath the thickest leather, flowing through the skin as it reached the souls of those who now thrive in these murky woods. Still, despite the uneasy atmosphere, and coldness of this twilight, there were a few forms that found warmth in this setting.

A group of three, being a young man surrounded by beautiful girls. They each wore sturdy armors with their various weapons resting by their sides or on their person, the fattest one amongst them seemed to have stuffed himself into close-fitting light armor as his tucked in belly stuck out at various areas.

The two girls wore classy leather armors that seemed to have adjusted itself to size and shapes for females, some areas were quite revealing, but all vital spots were firmly protected.