Reima "I was lost in my excitement, I have found the general location of the bank of Anor Londo. Since the G.o.ds abandoned this city quickly and didn't manage to take many things, the bank must be left untouched. It says in the plans that they had the bridge to it demolished to stop looters, the only way into it is by way of the Pale demons we fought previously.

Priscilla "But, if we killed them how wouldst thy gain access?" she asks curious.

Reima "Since the bank is on a lower level of the city, I could probably teleport there... I have no idea what other protections it would have, the scrolls don't contain traps, keys and unit placements... Enough of this, the bank isn't going anywhere, lets find Solaire and then I can make an attempt."

He says to her, as hes about to exit he sees Priscilla tapping the fireplace with her Scythe, "I doubt the illusion is here-" The wall fades away revealing a dark damp staircase... "Great job Priscilla!" She blushes slightly and tries to hide her face as her tail wiggles from side to side. They enter and go down a couple levels before stepping into an almost pitch black room. Reima can see fine but lights up his Pyromancy flame so Priscilla can see where she's going.

In the corner of the room they spot five chests, Priscilla hopping over to them excitedly and tries to open a chest. Before she can manage to even touch it Reima shouts at her, "STOP!!!!!!" His shout echoes throughout the room and causes her to go stiff.

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Priscilla looks at him, nervous at what could make him shout like that.

Reima "Step away from the chest... Don't touch anything." She does as he says and he tosses a Great Chaos fireball at it. It hits and the Chest opens it's lid revealing a long tongue and many vicious looking teeth. Priscilla is stunned by the sudden turn of events and gets pushed backwards as the Chest leaps at her head first with mouth agape.

Reima summons the Black Knights Greatsword from his Folded s.p.a.ce and jams it vertically into the mimics mouth, preventing it from biting down on him. He uses Arcell to sever it's long stick like leg which causes it to fall onto it's side. He throws a fireball on it to finally finish it off causing it to vanish into white light. It drops a club that glows a malicious looking purple, he puts it away into his Folded s.p.a.ce and goes to check on the still stiff Priscilla.

Reima "Are you alright?"

She nods her head slowly, "I was surprised!"

Reima "Yeah well, don't go near any chests without preparing for combat... The G.o.ds of this place have a sick trap fetish or something... You should have seen the fortress Me and Solaire had to go through to get here." He says while walking over to the other chests, he gives them a good kick to check for mimics before opening them. Inside it he finds the huge Dragon tooth that Havel used as a weapon and his armour set, it is a VERY heavy set of armour comprised of dragon scales and what seems to be t.i.tanite chains and chain mail... Needless to say, if he were to put this on he'd be almost impervious to damage, the only thing that could possible pierce it would be lightning, due to it being the dragons weakness. He stores it away in his Folded s.p.a.ce, he doesn't put it on due to how movement based his combat style is. If he can't move then most of his attacks would be useless, he suspects his teleportation would take longer to cast with significantly heavier armour as well.

Priscilla sees him storing away the armour and looks at it closely before he does so, she runs her delicate hands across it's rough surface before comparing her own scales to it. Reima looks on amused at her antics before storing it away.

Reima "Do you want to put the armour on?" he says out loud, not thinking that she'd actually agree.

Priscilla smiles brightly at him, "Can I!?!"... He's confused for a moment before huffing, "Fine, It should fit someone around 6ft tall anyway. He says unsealing it and handing it to her. She tries putting the heavy breastplate on first but finds it difficult to do over her dress... She starts to take it off not minding that Reima is present, "Wah! What are you doing?"

Priscilla "Taking my dress off... The armour won't fit over it." she states, looking at Reima like he's a simpleton.

Reima "Wait for a moment." He asks her, she obviously hasn't been taught about modesty... He pulls out a white Tear trapper under top which resembles a white t-s.h.i.+rt from earth and a pair of black Orate Keeper pants. The outfit looks vaguely like white t-s.h.i.+rt paired with black jogging bottoms... While it doesn't suit her appearance, it isn't meant to.

He hands it to her and turns around, asking her to tell him when she's finished changing. After a few minutes of listening to the shuffling behind him he hears her, "Done." Turning around he sees her relatively large b.r.e.a.s.t.s trying to escape the t-s.h.i.+rt while her tail hangs over the Pants. She points to the breastplate with an excited look, He huffs and first gets her to put on the t.i.tanite chain mail, afterwards lifting the heavy breastplate onto her shoulders. She seems to struggle slightly to adjust to the weight but eventually she stops shaking, he then hands her the gloves and helps her put on the boots before helping attach the shoulder guards to the breastplate... After finally placing the helmet on her head she looks, rather intimidating... A 6ft tall figure wearing Havel's dragon scale armour and wielding a Scythe.