Kaleeth shrugged briefly. “I know, but the blacksmiths always say that the helmet would either have to have holes in it, or just be way too large. You know, there’s a reason Argonians don’t tend to use metal plate armor. A few reasons, really, especially in the marsh. You would just sink in it. I know this is good armor, though. Especially with the enchantments on it; they make it real easy to move in.” She admitted. 

Kaleeth, and all of the pack, had been given complete freedom with enchanting their equipment to their specifications as the clans’ resources had grown. By this point, each of them had the best equipment the clans could provide. Kaleeth, like a few of the others, had focused her enchantments on reducing some of her own weaknesses. She was already strong enough, so she had enchantments on her boots and greaves to enhance her agility and endurance. She also had effects on other armor pieces that gave her some resistances to magical attacks, against which she did not have any other inherent defenses. Lorag too had some magical resistance on his plate armor, but it was strictly resistant to elemental attacks, as he had focused many of his enchantments on improving his physical abilities. His gauntlets had finally allowed him to close the gap between himself and Kaleeth, so he now at least was equally as strong as her, at least out of their lycan forms. His armor also improved his stamina, speed, and agility to overcome the limitations his aging body had been placing upon him. Meesei and Ahnasha did not wear armor, and were not particularly attached to a set of clothing, so they had placed their enchantments upon items like necklaces and other trinkets. For their own peace-of-mind, both of them had dedicated similar bone charm necklaces to shielding enchantments. They provided an alteration enchantment that acted like armor. It was invisible unless triggered, and would provide resistance to any physical attack that struck them, reducing impact or penetration. Aside from that, their priorities were different. Meesei already had an exceptionally large pool of magicka, so she had enchantments to help quicken her natural magic recovery, as well as effects to help her more easily convert incoming magical attacks into magicka for her own use. Ahnasha, meanwhile, selected enchantments to simply give her more magicka to work with, as well as one that enhanced her already-impressive perceptions, which could make her even more accurate at longer ranges. 

Ahnasha let out a long breath, distracting her gaze by watching Julan and Leaps nearby as she responded to Rhazii. “Son…even before thinking about how ready you really are, you don’t really have the…experience that we do to know how dangerous Do’rhajul really is. If it were any other situation, I might consider it, but not this one. Not right now. Their General is probably the most dangerous person in Vile’s entire army, and I’m sorry to say, but you’re not ready for him, Rhazii. Nor is most anyone else in the clan. He is a Cathay-raht, even bigger and stronger than you, and with many more years of experience. He uses a powerful Daedric artifact in combat, and he defeated Meesei in a fight when you were just a cub. I…know I can’t keep you locked up in the clan forever. I know that, if this is really what you want, that I can’t keep you from becoming a warrior like me and your father. But, you have to trust that we know what we are talking about with this, Rhazii. Remember, all of us in the pack, except you and your brother, have been fighting longer than you have been alive, and it has taken that long for us to become as good as we are. If you want to be like us, you have to start out like we did and work your way up to more dangerous foes.”