My fluff hiding wrap show my finger worn items.
You are wearing a fine mesh balaclava mounted with the tyrium visage of a woman's stolid stare, a petite glaes bar earring, a snug black wrap, a blackberry thornweave longcoat fettered by diamonds, a thin black staff capped with a damite and crystal sphere, a lumpy bundle, a pouch composed of thousands of tiny brass rings, a diminutive long-sleeved robe crafted from a fine mesh of miniscule tyrium links, a silversteel ceremonial shield trimmed in blackened moonsilver, some jagged-edged hand claws decorated with blighted gold veins, some fine mesh gauntlets overlaid with crisscrossing tyrium strips, a pair of glaes zills embossed with interlocking clockwork gears, a gold ring, an albredine crystal ring, a Grey Raven warden's ring crafted in polished kertig, a blackened leather belt with haralun hip guards, a lava drake-hide leather toolbelt clasped with silversteel rings, some steel-toed footwraps with dark steelsilk straps, a pair of gleaming cordovan calf boots with steel side buckles and a diminutive dragonwood parry stick set with blackened steel fittings.
Uzmam! The Chairman will NOT be pleased to know you're trying to build outside of approved zones. I'd hate for you to be charged the taxes needed to have this place re-zoned. Head for the manor if you're feeling creative.
