Inspired by
aldersprig prompt of "I always liked the idea of the costumes infusing you with their essence for the night. " and
this sketch by chaypeta.
"So have you decided on what you'll be wearing to the Town Masque tonight?" Maria asked. Tez took a step back as she dropped the heavy trunk onto the sitting room floor, which she'd just retrieved from the attic.
"As I'm not invited, I'll be going as a servant, holding Sleepy Nell's rein while you hobnob with the other Important Folk," Tez replied. He watched as she fished out a key from the ring at her belt and opened the trunk.
"Cheater." From it Maria pulled out a set of heavy robes and a steel currais enlaid with polished brass, featuring a dragon skull on the chest and large armored shoulders. "What do you think?" she asked. "My old master was willed this from his wizardly mentor. I'm afraid I have no idea what the provenience is."
"It definitely says 'Evil Overlord,'" Tez noted. He frowned, listening to a hum just outside the range of his perception. "It also sounds of magic."
"It does? What kind of magic?" Maria asked.
"I don't know," he admitted. "Probably some additional protection to enhance the armor. Or judging from its preserved condition, maybe just keep it from growing tarnished or rusty."
"You're probably right. Help me get try it on," she said, skinning out of her tunic and skirt. He held out the robes to her as she slipped them on, then he helped her with the buckles of the curraiss. The final part of the ensemble were a pair of heavy leather gloves, the back of each glove beaded with small gemstones. After slipping them on Maria made an experimental fist with her right hand, laying it over her heart in a salute. "How do I look, slave?" she inquired, a dangerous glint in her eyes.
Playing along, Tez gave her a deep bow. "Most intimidating, Mistress Maria."
"Good. I'm sure the Captain of the Guard will agree when I take his youngest daughter hostage in return for his aid in killing the Town Council," Maria said noted coldly.
Tez frowned. "That isn't funny, Maria," he said. He let out a grunt as she grabbed the front ring of his collar, dragging him forward until her face was a scarce two inches away from his.
"What makes you think I was joking?" she demanded.
This is not, he thought, going to be a fun party...