Morning of Questing

Riposte didn't lose much sleep. She's not exactly the "soft" sort. The other two were left to deal with the storm of nobles the night before though. The hippogriff had things to settle before then. Hopefully the two ponies didn't promise anything they'd regret.

The Oathguard gets up and stretches a bit. A bit, because it would be an act of skill to stretch her wings out without hitting anyone. Riposte doesn't say anything but starts putting on her armor. Not the ceremonial fancy-looking thing, but the breastplate from her battle armor. It's not the full set, but the reticulated wing guards would just be too heavy. Besides, soulforged steel should stop anything they come across.