Battle gear aquired

Posi battle prompt 1: Battle

(I won't lie, I just wanted to out Antal in some sort of armor.)

       It had been a while since there had been any sort of portal problems, and the posters in Faedin were still being passed around about Portal Posi. His leg was finally feeling better after a few days of wheelchair use. Finally heeding the call to battle, he traveled back home to find his armor set. Luckily it still fit, since he had gotten as a teen. It was a bit more tighter than he wanted to admit, luckily it was able to be adjusted to be more comfortable while moving. After putting Needlepoint, his rapier, in it's sheath, he headed out. As he joined the growing ranks of those who wanted to fight, he caught a few stares from folks. One of the folks that caught his eyes was, well, red and starring right at him.

       Ain, the being who introduced himself, had canine-like ears, and gray skin. There was curiousity on both ends, but Antal was a bit more wary in answering their questions. Ain was friendly enough, but there was an air about him that made him not trust him. After a few minutes of tense conversation, Ain left to their own devices. It took a few minutes, but he felt something lift his cloak. Turning around, he saw a paper floating in the wind. There were a few snickers around him, as he realized what happened. His face was burning, as he checked for anything else. After introductions were made, folks were split into groups of three or four. Ain made himself part of the group consisting of Antal and another tall, muscly person named Cleo. A name he didn't recognize, but their face looked familiar. With other groups separating to discuss strategy, these three were left to there own devices to plan a way to take down Posi.