← THE ARMOURY
AS SEEN IN GAME
TIER I · ARMOUR
Ragged Robe
Sackcloth handed to the newly-sworn, still smelling of the last wearer's fear. It stops neither blade nor cold, only the shame of standing bare before the Sundered King's road. Every acolyte begins here; most are buried in something finer.
WHERE IT DROPS
Found across the fallen lands — carried by the tiered gear of its rank.