Breireicht is a rather laid-back guy. Alex immediately recognizes his attitude as someone who just wastes time on the job, stretching a simple task as long as possible so he can spend half the day without doing much. It reminds him of his former job, where he would do the same. After a tour of everything, Breireicht finally leads him to the armory and tells him to pick a set of gear that fits.
Alex's eyes nearly pop out of his head as he sees the massive armory, lined with row after row of equipment. There's enough gear to arm a small army. It's clear the Knights of Pluto must have once been a much bigger force, probably numbering hundreds or even thousands, but their reputation must have dwindled so much that they simply stopped recruiting after the current nine members. As he looks around, Alex realizes he probably has some time to make a choice since Breireicht is in no hurry.
To his dismay, though, almost everything he sees is...gray. Rows of [Old Broadsword]s, [Rusty Broadsword]s, [Damaged Broadsword]s. After several minutes, he finally spots a white [Broadsword] with only minor durability damage. He moves it to an empty shelf, deeming it "barely acceptable." He tells himself, "Light green or nothing. I'll take a random [Broadsword] if I can't find anything better"
He sighs, already feeling the odds against him. "Not like I expected anything decent. A normal Broadsword worth 3000 gil would be a miracle in here," he mutters before scolding himself. "No, stop being so damn pessimistic. Use your LUK and SNS, search like you mean it!" Determined, Alex crouches and begins looking under racks, behind shelves, and in every dusty corner.
"What are you doing, man?" Breireicht calls out. "You've got time, but my shift ends in an hour!"
Alex walks over to Breireicht, covered in dust and cobwebs, and begs for a little more time. Breireicht just shakes his head, wondering why Alex is treating this like a life-altering choice. "Does he think we're heading out to fight monsters?" he mumbles, amused.
Ignoring Breireicht's confusion, Alex returns to combing the armory like a man possessed. Time ticks by, and he's only found gray pieces of equipment, and even the white weapons are uninspiring [Broadsword]s. He sets them on the empty shelf too, unsatisfied. He still hasn't found a single white armor piece worth considering, only standard gray three-piece sets of gauntlets, boots, and breastplates. Among a few badly damaged gray helmets and plate pants, he decides that if he's going to pick his official armor, he might as well aim for a full set. "It's free, after all!" he reasons.
Finally, he shoves aside several shelves and spots a few mannequins in full knight's armor, hidden in the very back. His heart skips a beat at the sight of these suits, which seem like relics from a time when the Knights of Pluto were truly formidable. The torchlight reflects off the polished metal, illuminating them with a faint gleam. "Jackpot!" he shouts. The first few sets he examines are white-grade armor with mostly intact [Broadsword]s, but then his eyes fall on a set pushed all the way to the back. He senses this might be the very first armor ever stored here.
The armor isn't as bulky as the one Steiner wears but looks high-class, a perfect mix of mobility and defense. Alex leans in for a closer look, amazed at the craftsmanship and detail, then begins inspecting the set closely.
[Armor of Pluto]
World: Final Fantasy 9
Quality: Blue
Type: Armor (Light plate armor)
Required Stats: STR - 7, PHY - 7 AGI - 7
Durability: 69/80
Effect 1: Sturdy - Increased Durability and decreased durability loss
Effect 2: Increases Max HP by 30 (Flat boost, not increased by skills)
Set: Spirit of Pluto
Set Bonus 5/5: Increases SPR & CHA by 5
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