Sariana ran her hand over the front of her once white dress. It was now a strange off colour, something between white and brown with some spots darker than others. It infurated her to know that the item from her homeland was ruined by violence born of desperation. Pursing her lips, she pushed open the door of the General Store and looked around for the nearest clothing rack.
Rummaging through the outfits, the drykas sighed. There was nothing that would represent her Clan, her home. A couple of pieces caught her eye, but they weren't...the right colour. Standing with hands on hips, the brunette huffed. Sacrifices would have to be made.
Fussing through the clothing, the warrior finally picked clothing that was not only appealing to her, but allowed freedom of movement with her style of fighting. A short corset style top made of deep brown leather and embellished with embroydery on the front panels, combined with the same style leather greaves and a rich red skirt that fell asymettrically to her knees with deep leather waistband. The outfit left her midrif bared from ribcase to waistband, giving her all the freedom she desired. Combined with her black riding boots and shoulder guards/rapier holster, the drykas was somewhat happy with the result. Scanning through the jewellery that was on sale in the shop, Sariana picked out a silvery collar style necklace made of Miza-sized medallions.
Smiling, she headed to the counter and paid the shopkeep 6gm and 3sm. Without hesitation, she returned to her room at the Inn and changed. Fondly folding her ruined dress and her belt, she stored both in her backpack.
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