Ellyn walked out of the tent politely to see the newly-revamped wagon was about to leave, and she got a bit worked up about it, she was angry because she didn’t even have time to relax; she only had time for some elven weavers to laugh at her body while she tried to hide her own body in embarrassment… nonetheless she was pretty happy about her new outfit, with all the purple and black; it suited her really well and even the metal bits she adored.

Getting up on the wagon she looked at her friends and finally sat down on her own, she wondered how others would think of her outfit… do they think it suits her shape nicely?? or is it a big no-no?? right now, she didn’t exactly care… she enjoyed wearing this already and she knew it was better then her dress that was highly restrictive in many ways.