Chaotic Mess
Location: Kestri
Attire: Casual
Equipment: Pistols
Tag: LIL FINN THE BASEDGOD
Rhys styled his hair, apparently he was going to be meeting some armourer that helped work on the beskar for his new armour, a design that he had worked on that allowed him to use his pheromones while wearing the armour. It was something that he felt was needed to avoid feeling trapped or imprisoned in his own armour. The armourweave underlay was something that Rhys could make himself but the beskar armour itself needed to be forged by a professional forger and when he returned with members of the Enclave, they directed him to Kestri where a forger could work beskar into an armour suited for his needs. Rhys decided to enjoy the time he could in his casual clothing since he figured that having a more official role in this Enclave faction would mean wearing his Mandalorian armour more often.
It was a shame since his hair was definitely much nicer out of his armour than within. And fewer people would get to see his charming smile, a sin but one he decided he would pay to help his brothers and sisters make a stand against the galaxy.
The ideas of a crusade was exciting in his mind.
Wandering into the Forge, his hands were in his pockets as Rhys whistled tunefully as he wandered inside, checking out the place and seeing what was interesting and what others were getting on with. People watching was fun and it was provided insight into the people of this Enclave since he had limited interactions with others.
"Hey there, looking to pick up some beskar armour for Rhys Swynol." Rhys smiled warmly and offered a friendly aura from himself.
Attire: Casual
Equipment: Pistols
Tag: LIL FINN THE BASEDGOD
Rhys styled his hair, apparently he was going to be meeting some armourer that helped work on the beskar for his new armour, a design that he had worked on that allowed him to use his pheromones while wearing the armour. It was something that he felt was needed to avoid feeling trapped or imprisoned in his own armour. The armourweave underlay was something that Rhys could make himself but the beskar armour itself needed to be forged by a professional forger and when he returned with members of the Enclave, they directed him to Kestri where a forger could work beskar into an armour suited for his needs. Rhys decided to enjoy the time he could in his casual clothing since he figured that having a more official role in this Enclave faction would mean wearing his Mandalorian armour more often.
It was a shame since his hair was definitely much nicer out of his armour than within. And fewer people would get to see his charming smile, a sin but one he decided he would pay to help his brothers and sisters make a stand against the galaxy.
The ideas of a crusade was exciting in his mind.
Wandering into the Forge, his hands were in his pockets as Rhys whistled tunefully as he wandered inside, checking out the place and seeing what was interesting and what others were getting on with. People watching was fun and it was provided insight into the people of this Enclave since he had limited interactions with others.
"Hey there, looking to pick up some beskar armour for Rhys Swynol." Rhys smiled warmly and offered a friendly aura from himself.