"Ah, there you are Kybele. And the Count too; it's an honor."

Camellia sketches a shallow curtsy.

"Please, the pleasure is all mine. And who might you be? I thought I'd seen everything the nobility of Kenabres have to offer, but I surely would recognize a flower as fair as you had I seen you before."

"You flatter me too much, Count; I'm afraid I seem to have never merited an invite to one of your illustrious celebrations. I'm actually here to meet with Kybele. Is now a good time, or am I interrupting something?"

"Strategically irrelevant chatter. Daeran, Camellia; she's been helping me out these last few days."

"Well, I can't exactly claim any grand strategic motive either; I was simply wondering if this was a good time to help you with replenishing your wardrobe."

"A worthy goal; I wouldn't dare suggest Iskander's current efforts fall short in any regard, but variety is the spice of life."

"Iskander hasn't had a chance to go shopping for me in this world yet! As far as we can remember! This is a fine time for me to go be a clotheshorse."

"Well, I can't say the selection from Kenabres tailors is incredible - I need to rely on imports for things beyond the basics - but it's somewhere to start, and we can get your measurements in. Do you have any must-haves like number of pockets, or should i just be suggesting anything that looks good?"

"Practicalities like pockets I can do on my paper layer." She pats her armor.

Then Camellia can lead her to a building in the middle city where she claims the only tailor in Kenabres really worth bothering with is. There's signs of battle damage in the recently repaired windows and walls, but whoever runs the place either paid enough or knew the right people to get it done remarkably quickly; all the paint is even already dried. When the middle-aged woman inside gets a look at their clothing, she immediately starts trying to defer to Camellia, but when she produces a bag of coins and mentions they're there for the new knight commander the woman readily changes her tune and asks Kybele to hold out her arms so she can take her measurements.

Ky takes the paper off for convenience.

"She looks awful in pink and not a lot better in grey or brown. I've been doing yellow and blue but I think if she's going to be doing a lot of knight-commandering where people need to see her on a complicated battlefield it might need to be brighter than it is now and maybe with some white since most paper is white and that's on-theme. Do you do shoes here? She needs practical shoes, she will ditch them and run around in paper boots if they slip when she jumps onto roofs or does something else silly like that."

With Kybele's cooperation she can work very efficiently!

"I don't do shoes myself; it's a terribly different skillset, trying to do both just means you don't really have time to master either I say. But I can recommend you a skilled cobbler, Ser Nikita of-"

"He just said it needs to be practical. Ser Nikita's work is fine if you're just there to show off, but it's not suitable for anything much more active than dancing, and certainly not jumping off a roof."

"Right, of course - perhaps Anselm, then. Turn around for me, would you?"

Turn. "The clothes will ideally also be practical."

"Well, I don’t make armor, but I certainly won't send you off with something that'll catch or tear. If you want something that'll stop a sword you'll need at least another layer."

She finishes her measurements. and then directs them towards one wall of her store where a number of dresses hang, spanning the distance between some gauzy numbers she rejects to ones made to go with trousers that look somewhat similar to Camellia's outfit.

"It's about what I expected on size, there's plenty I can tailor to you. Let's see, we don't want anything with frills or excessive lace..."

"The paper'll serve as armor, this just needs to go under it and look snazzy while also not trapping every drop of sweat and particle of dirt it touches or catching on every plant I walk past."

It takes some back and forth, but eventually they manage to settle on three outfits that get approved by Iskander and Camellia doesn't totally hate. She promises to have them tailored to fit Kybele within two days.

Camellia counts out the money they owe so that either of them can pick it up whenever she's done.

"Where to next? Are you in the mood for boots, or would you rather accessorize first?"

"My current boots aren't so bad. What accessories are you imagining I need besides my iconic hat?"

"Well, if you're satisfied with it there's hardly a need, I suppose, but I've always enjoyed having the right piece of jewelry to complete a look." She gestures to her chest, where she has a silver necklace made to look like a snake made of bone. "Since I'm paying for things, if we don't get something it should be because you don't want it."

"You're too kind. I don't have anything against jewelry and perhaps there'll be something lovely."

"Please, I don't need to be kind to want the people I'm hanging out with to look their best, and trying to look better by comparison is for people without the ability to stand out anyway."

The jewelers she leads them to has mostly an ordinary selection of gold, silver, and gemstones, and there are a handful of pieces with incredibly tiny gems set on them that brag about containing genuine diamond.

"Anything catch your eye, or shall we try some stuff on? Oh, and skip sunhammer's stuff, it only works as a status symbol if you get it commissioned from him personally and his waiting list for custom projects is public."

"Oh, I like the gem chips - I don't care if they're diamonds, I just like the intricacy of the designs..."