Wasn't this her classic outfit from the game? Rowan had spent twenty system points on a set of clothing design blueprints tailored to Sylvanas's measurements.
For this, Rowan had sought out Morris Town's most skilled seamstress and had her cut out samples.
Rowan then took those samples to the weaponsmith from Hook Point, who forged the unfinished pieces.
Next, the unfinished set went to Medivh for high-level enchanting.
Finally, Rowan took the assembled outfit back to the seamstress for the finishing touches. Only then was the full set complete.
The classic midriff-baring breastplate paired with exquisite leg armor looked substantial without sacrificing beauty.
Seeing Sylvanas's embarrassment and indignation, Rowan naturally dared not pursue that line of conversation. He had his image as a leader to maintain.
He cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Does this mail armor have a little too little material? That's all right. We can take it to the seamstress for alterations."
Still pretending to be respectable! The equipment was indeed superbly made, but it used so many advanced enchanting materials that Sylvanas had never even seen. She naturally refused to believe Rowan had never opened the box to look.
"Stop pretending. Don't tell me you've never seen what this equipment looks like," Sylvanas pressed.
At this point, Rowan could never admit, even under pain of death, that he had commissioned this style of outfit for Sylvanas out of selfish motives. He frowned slightly, his expression serious. "I didn't think it through. I focused only on aesthetics and overlooked your concerns."
Had Rowan designed this equipment himself? Sylvanas looked skeptical.
Though she had reservations about the style, the equipment really was beautiful, and its design was exceptionally bold.
Of course, most importantly, it combined practicality with beauty, perfectly accentuating the female form.
After considering it for a