"No, the Kirkwall nobility had this armor specially made for me when I became Champion," he explained, wondering if Larp was some sort of famous armor crafter from her world which seemed to be the same as Sam's.
He nodded at them both. "Some dragons breathe fire, some lightning or ice, depends on the type really. Only the High Dragons are truly dangerous to cities. You need a force of at least four to take one of them on. I've killed one."
He dug underneath his armor and pulled out a huge tooth, as large as a thumb. "Got this off her when we were done, a good reminder of the fight. She was quite fierce. I imagine these things aren't quite as bad as they can't spit fire and fly."