Alarion of Tovarre
The doors to the locker room open and in walks Alarion. He wears his polished suit of banded iron cuirass, pauldron, and greaves over chausses and sleeves of chainmail. Over this he wears his tabard. On his left arm is a great kite-shield emblazoned with a silver sword with golden eagle wings growing from the crossguard, on a field of black. His sword is, as always, on his left hip, and a flail is on the right next to the his truncheon. He looks as comfortable in the armor as the others do in normal clothing. "I am ready when you are, my friends!"