By Twilight Cantor Adara'hai Somewhere, deep in the Dark Behind the World, there are grim forges and bent benches where Lost Cats arm and armor themselves. On those dire times when they appear among us, their outfitting is much alike, implying they are made to certain standards. This one shall sing the song of these standards below. Because all knowledge is useful, no? If only to know what to stay away from. AXES BELTS BOOTS BOWS CHEST PIECES DAGGERS GLOVES HELMETS LEG GREAVES MACES SHIELDS SHOULDER ARMOR STAVES SWORDS