Hippogriff chuckles, making sure his friend is not too encumbered.

"Indeed, I had to bother armourers quite a bit to get a set that won’t pin me to the ground. Starbuck’s plated set offers much better protection, but he can’t fly in it." He adds in slightly jealous tone. "He does use his wings in other manner, though…"

Meanwhile Vindicar has fetched the chestplate, a solid chunk of metal bearing insignia of Blackened Star. “Okay, if you can handle this thing, then you’re ready to go!” he said, strapping it in place. “I won’t bother with armored shoes, because those really don’t work well for a differently sized hooves.”

"Well, the thing with full plate armor is also, that you ain’t exactly agile in it. In this you can at least dodge." The stallion gets a bit curious "What exactly does he do with his wings?"

The stallion nods “Alright, put it on” He braces himself for the heaviness of it “Well, differently sized hooves is only half of the problems” He looks at his talons.

Birdpony notices the look. “Yeah, I wear armored gloves of griffon design when on duty. As for Starbuck, he’s fond of using wingblades. Given how fast you pegasi can flap your wings, fighting him must feel like getting stuffed into a blender.”