Photorealistic set of ornate ivory and gold armor with wing-shaped pauldrons displayed on a wooden stand in a stone room.

ivory celestial steel of the cuirass caught the light, casting a faint holy glow across the room. Gold trim traced every edge, precise and unbroken. The dark red sheath of my dagger — the one Althion had given me — rested just below my right arm, its golden border gleaming faintly. Each pauldron flared outward, shaped like wings ready to take flight. The gauntlets and greaves bore the Sixth’s six‑pointed star, engraved deep into the metal — a mark of unity, discipline, and the creed we carried into every war. Ver mais