Urist compliments the Armorer on the suit's craftsmanship and says he will come by tomorrow to pick it up. His old familiar chain mail will be more comfortable for a night out on the town. "Smell ya later!" he calls over his shoulder to Faeraidel, who is taking forever in the dressing room.
En route to the Queens Rest, Urist stops by the butcher's shop and buys a chain of sausages for Squishy. The bulldog drags the links along the ground as he waddles alongside his master. "You're in charge tonight, old pal. Don't let me do anything stupid."
Dwarf Rat Catcher 1 (MV 9", AC 6, HD 1, HP 6/7, N) padded+helm, cudgel, sling[/f]
(MV 6, AC 2, HD 1+2, hp 8, L) plate+helm+sh, warhammer+short bow[/f]