Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160326001252/@comment-5543592-20160502234119

Vladimir had the clearance to enter the armory without much ado. Crates of weapons sat around, some chain off, other sitting in the open. Groups of engineers worked on the large mechanized armors the heavy infantry was famous for. Quartermasters were taking inventory. For the suits he needed, there was a section in the far back of the armory where the Master at Arms was. If Petra were here, she'd recall his irritated attitude and the cigar glued to his lip. Vlad could likely get two sets of armor there.