Ah.

[He never really had to explain his armor to anyone before. They just saw it, made a smart remark, and that was the end of it.]

It was specifically tailored for me. [Which, in hindsight, is probably good that he doesn't have it anymore? Even if it feels strange to be without.]

Made to show off my marks, naturally. It was thin enough that when my markings glowed they would be visible, covered or not. But it was also supposed to be intimidating. I suppose that's why it's so dark and...spiky, as some have said. And of course, there had to be feathers. The Magisters love their feathers. [If an eyeroll could be expressed through tone alone this would be it.] That is not to say it wasn't practical. I could move freely and quickly with such thin material, and since most attacks came from the front I had a chest-plate to protect me.

[He flexes his fingers again.]

The gauntlets gave me the most use, however. Should I drop my sword or be unable to draw it in time, the claws made an excellent weapon.