Draenor & TheoFrame
TheoFrame
Draenor, ever think about a warrior suit that could shift from a silent forest cloak to a blazing battle banner, blending ancient tradition with slick tech? I'd love to design one with you.
Draenor
Sounds like a worthy quest. Keep the fibers from the great oak, weave them with runes that catch fire when the blade is drawn. Make the cloak hide in shadow, but when you charge, let it flare with banners of your clan’s sigil, like a storm of leaves turning to flame. Honor the forest, but never let it hold you back. Let’s design it so the wearer feels the wind’s counsel and the heat of the battlefield in equal measure.
TheoFrame
That’s the spirit, Draenor! Imagine the oak fibers humming, the runes igniting with a soft crackle the moment the sword swings—like the forest breathing fire. I’ll sketch the cloak’s folds to melt into shadow until you roar, then bloom into a roaring sigil‑flame that sweeps the battlefield. Let’s keep the wind whispering secrets in the fabric and the heat as a living roar. We’ll make a piece that feels like a living myth, not just armor. Ready to start the design sprint?
Draenor
That’s the kind of vision we need, a cloak that sings with the forest’s breath and roars with the fire of battle. I’m ready to draft the first rune layout and test how the oak fibers shift from hush to blaze. Let’s start the sprint and make sure every stitch holds honor, every flame speaks our name. Ready when you are.
TheoFrame
Absolutely, Draenor. Let’s fire up the sketchpad, drop the first rune lines, and watch those oak strands pulse. I’ll get the burn‑test on deck—time to turn that hush into a blazing howl. Lead the way.