Dargeur's Armors

Dargeur's Armors is the armor shop in Solhaven. It is location in North Market East.

[Dargeur's Armors]
Leather and metal armor of all shapes and sizes covers the walls of this establishment. Oil lamps hang from the ceiling, dangling on rusted chains. A brawny half-elf leans upon the wooden counter, eyeing the customers from half-closed eyes. You also see a narrow stairway and the armorer Dargeur.

Inventory

Welcome to Dargeur's Armors!

The armorer Dargeur offers his catalog to browse.
Dargeur exclaims, "Greetings stranger, have a look around!"

  Catalog
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  1. a leather jerkin           16. an augmented breastplate
  2. some flowing robes         17. some half plate
  3. some light leather         18. some full plate
  4. some full leather          19. some arm greaves
  5. some reinforced leather    20. some leg greaves
  6. some double leather        21. a wooden shield
  7. a leather breastplate      22. a reinforced shield
  8. some cuirbouilli leather   23. a leather helm
  9. some studded leather       24. a visored helm
  10. some brigandine armor     25. a metal aventail
  11. some chain mail           26. some dark leather boots
  12. some double chain         27. a pair of viridian linen footwraps
  13. some augmented chain      28. a pair of russet leather gloves
  14. a chain hauberk           29. a pair of ebon cotton handwraps
  15. a metal breastplate

  Backroom Catalog
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  30. a pair of braided leather sandals
  31. a pair of ashen leather gauntlets

Dargeur

The armorer Dargeur is a large unshaven half-elf, dirty with the sweat and grime from working in the heat of the forge.  His stained apron looks like it was once white, but now is an off-grey color, filled with assorted cutting tools and a large mallet.

Rusty chains hanging overhead squeak as Dargeur brushes by on his way to the backroom.

The armorer Dargeur leans against the counter, catching his breath.

A large pile of shields topples over. Laboriously, Dargeur bends down and begins to restack them.

An oil lamp flickers in the dim light, almost unnoticed next to the fire of the forge.

The armorer Dargeur pounds away at a sheet of metal, forming it into a breastplate.

The armorer Dargeur meticulously oils a new set of leather armor, giving particular care to the carefully stitched seams.

Dargeur places a new set of leather on display.