Deravan breath deeply as the mayor argued with R'lyeh a bit, about the lifespan of Kobolds and such. He shakes his head a bit, then looked at his paper. Well, he did need some armor, even though he seemed to rarely get the attention of ennemies... he would probably get some later on in the journey, with how he needed to actually defend the villagers. He moved to the armory, and looked at the armor peaces, before showing his paper and taking a suit of worn out leather armor. it seemed to be badly damaged with a visible hole in it. He then took the armor and inspected it, seeing it rather normal. He then breath deeply before going to the back to put it on, then put his black clothing over the armor, only to hide it. He then head back to the group and looks at Robert.
"Seems they really don't have much in their armory like the mayor said.... at least I got some armor to help out. Not sure how much good this will do though." he then comments. Seriously though, he felt like a heavier armor might have been better, but then he would have lost some speed from having to lift it... And speed was the key in his attacks. Although deep down, he felt like something was missing. What though... he just didn't know.