"Oh no, I not saying there anything wrong with outside beauty." said Jailith. "I guess we just not see it same way. Only natural, being many lands apart, to have different views. Though....now I think, many people from home also like outside beauty, though in way of clothing. They try to look good while keeping warm, since it cold where I come from."
"Speaking of that, I will have to take off shirt." He indeed would, he was sweating a lot now which wasn't surprising. He'd have to look into getting some lighter pants as well, since the ones he had were made of a thick fabric.
Jailith stood for a moment, taking off his cloak and folding it somewhat so it didn't take up too much of the ground. He then slipped off his leather vest that served as some light armor, that revealing the layer of chain-mail he wore underneath, it being only slightly smaller then the vest which covered it fully before. He took that off too, it giving a small thud despite Jailith carefully dropping it on the ground. Then finally he took off his thick tunic, instantly he felt relief, even sighing a little. His lean, yet with well defined muscles, body was glistening thanks to the sweat that he had gathered. Jailith felt a little self conscious being without upper body wear, especially his mask, and no armor either. He tried to shrug it off as he sat back down but he couldn't entirely get rid of the feeling.
