The fit was almost right. She would have to do a bit of hammering out here and there around the knees and elbows so the metal stopped sharply digging into her skin, but overall the armour looked and felt good. For the first time in several days, Sabeline felt like a warrior again. It was as though her purpose in life had been restored to her and she certainly wasn't going to waste it.
She walked out of the cavern and back in again, taking note of any other issues the armour might have, no matter how small. It had been something most of the knights had learned one way or another. The slightest thing could grow to be a great issue later on. Mariel had learnt it when she didn't take care of a little scratch in her blade. During the next battle she was in, the blade had snapped. Bersa
