From her feet Andariel wears a standard pair of black leather combat boots which extend up just below her knees. These are paired with a set of steel plated shin guards which protect the top part of her feet and up to just below the sleeve of her boots. The shin guards are buckled by several straps around the back side. Paired with her setup is a pair of simple black pants offering minimal protection except from the elements. On her top she dons a metallic gray arming coat which protects her torso and arms. The entire affair is shrouded by a short sleeve mail hauberk which had its sleeves ending just at her elbows. The rest of the hauberk extended down to her knees acting like a skirt. She wears a double leather sash around her waist to help distribute the weight of the hauberk, increase mobility, and stow weaponry.
On the far right of her uppermost belt she carries her arming sword. It was a standard arming sword with a leather-wrapped grip, steel pommel, crossguard, and double-edged blade tapering to a point. This was stored in a standard black leather scabbard. On the same belt to her left side is a small steel buckler hooked to her belt by an attachment. Further behind the shield setup are five kunai fitted into slots on her belt being held securely in place. To her right side located before her sword on the second belt she carried a simple one-handed steel mace. Around her back side and secured with a leather strap is a brown leather satchel. Across her torso she wears a leather baldric which supports a two-handed ax worn on her back and a dagger on the front closer to her abdomen. The ax has a sturdy, oak shaft accompanied by a large crescent head. Her lower arms are protected by a set of black leather gloves which cover her hands entirely up to her elbows. Much like her boots these are supported by a pair of steel arm guards protecting the forearm and back hands.
Andariel herself is a tall, voluptuous woman standing 6'2 and weighing 160 lbs. Her skin is a pure white tone free from any blemishes, sun marks, or body hair. The only sign of hair on her body is from her head. Silky, jet black hair cascades down her back ending just at her tailbone. Her eyes are a golden amber and standard in appearance. Protruding through her hair Andariel has a pair of white horns which extend outwards but curve just slightly inwards towards the end allowing them to serve as functional tools in combat if necessary.
Andariel finished her errand for today which involved placing an order in Blood, Blades, and Beyond for a bow. After recently becoming a journeyman marksman she decided it would be in her best interest to invest in a quality bow for her own keepsake. She preferred fighting in close quarters, but that was exactly her weakness. She had no other means to take fighting beyond melee, and if she was forced to play a supportive role or if her opponent was much more experienced in keeping her at long range she could very well lose a battle.
She didn't go out much mainly because it made her a bit anxious. Her species was not widely accepted. The people in Kishin are at least tolerant, though she does often attract strange looks from passerby. They never really let the criticism get to her, but not caring could possibly be her demise. She always had to be wary of those who antagonize her. If it becomes a case of usual harassment she may have to be ready to act on her suspicions. It was the fact that she ran so many errands today that Andariel felt she earned a treat. Truth be told, she never dined out often. She preferred her own cooking above all else as she was quite proficient by being independent so long. Her tastes are not from this region to be put bluntly. But she was always open to trying new things.
The succubus found herself in a neat little cafe in the Promenade. It was once a renown eatery but had recently lost its luster over the years. Now it stands as any ordinary diner. But that didn't make it any less credible. Pushing the front door open a small bell jingled alerting staff of her presence. She'd step up to the front podium while waiting to be assisted. The staff currently seemed preoccupied, but she was sure to be serviced soon.