"I'm Anton," he says as he heads upstairs behind Luther. Stepping into the room, he begins unbuckling and removing bits of his armor, revealing the neutral brown gambeson underneath.

"We have vehicles too, they're just drawn by horses and aren't nearly as fast as the ones here."

Clank. There goes his breast plate onto the floor. Then he takes off the greaves.

"A tiefling is what you call the descendants of someone who slept with a devil when they come out like me."