Knight's Prowler Coat

Knight's Prowler Coat spreads across the hanger like a shadow waking at dusk: fabric as dark as ink, a weave that catches the lamplight, deep charcoal wool layered with supple leather panels along the shoulders and forearms for durability. The long cut breathes movement, from the high collar that tucks close to the throat to the drift of the tail that never quite rests against the hip. Fine runic embroidery traces the seams—a slender sigil of a prowling cat, a nod to its namesake and to the old order that trusted silent footfalls over loud boasts. The texture is at once smooth and anticipatory: the wool holds warmth without cling, while the leather offers protection where the wind bites hardest. The weight sits balanced, neither a burden nor a brag, and the pockets are thoughtful—lined with a soft felt to muffle the clink of coins and the rustle of papers. In the guild's margins and border taverns, the Knight's Prowler Coat is said to have been woven by couriers who served the Knight's Seal, a clandestine brotherhood that moved through cities and frontier camps under the cover of night. They stitched a century of whispers into its lining: names of safe houses, signs of counterfeiters, routes that avoided patrols. Soldiers who wore it found their steps more certain in the dark; merchants found buyers more willing to hear a rumor when the wearer spoke softly and with care. The coat isn't just armor; it's a passport and a history, a piece that binds the story of a knight’s restraint to the hunger of a prowler's curiosity. In practical terms, the Knight's Prowler Coat is a favored middle-ground for adventurers who blend reconnaissance and skirmish. Its medium-armor balance gives respectable protection while preserving mobility for quick darts through crowded plazas or cliffside paths. It carries a few hidden advantages—a quiet pocket for a map or a lockpick, a lining that dampens noise as you move, and a silhouette that never screams 'target' to watchers in the crowd. For those who roam the world, it can serve as both cloak and credential, allowing you to slip into a market stall or a knightly parade without provoking a stare. That dual purpose—the coat as both shield and symbol—gives the item its lasting allure. At the Saddlebag Exchange, where travelers trade favors and gear on sun-bleached cloth stalls, a Knight's Prowler Coat can fetch a tidy sum depending on its wear. A seasoned vendor with sun-worn hands once quoted eight silver for a well-kept example, more for a pristine piece with a faint scent of rain in its wool. The price swirls with tales as much as with fabric; a buyer may swap stories for discounts, or trade a pocket of gold for a garment that promises to walk with you through fog and rumor alike. And so the coat keeps moving, along with the rumors, from one caravan to the next, binding routes, loyalties, and the quiet power of a single, well-cut piece of cloth.