Leave it

The armor had its' appeal, but she just couldn't shake how right her last fight had felt. Plus, she wasn't certain about the magics involved in making this suit. It felt slightly sinister, though she couldn't place why.

Another brief thought made the armor fall to the floor with a clatter, and she removed the belt, setting it back where she had taken it from. The rest of the suit promptly reorganized itself, hanging as though she had never touched it.

With that, she took her pack, and headed back to the front entrance. Outside, she stood a moment, unsure of whether she should continue on to the south, or just rest here for the night.