I will never jaded of the song of the steppes. The rustle of grass being caressed by the wind, the endless plains stretching out before the eyes, the shade from the Deer Stones, the warmth of my steed between my legs... The days I spend riding in my family's territory, to hunt and watch over it, are not a chore, but the very essence of freedom itself. I know that in the end, I will return to my yurt to find my wife, kids and parents. My youngest will then fix me with his big black eyes and, while stroking my worn armor, ask me:
''Tell me a story, aav''
So I will relate him my story. I will describe the beauty of thousands of nomadic horsemen charging across the steppes. I will tell him about conquests, battles, honour and glory. I will recount to him the exploits of my Khan and of the victories won with bows and spears. In the end, I will embrace my little son and, whispering in his hair, will say to him :
''One day, it will be your turn, khüü. I will give you my bow and my armor, and you will fight to protect those you love''
Chuluun, son of Naranbataar
This armor was designed for a true warrior of the steppes. Reminding the style of a leather brigandine reinforced with rivets, it gives the impressive appearance of heavy armor with the lightness of the leather. The artificial fur and engraved metal plates add a touch of detail to the whole. The Nomad Armor, combining comfort with great look, has everything to not gone unnoticed!
The sleeves are ajustables. Sold by pair.
Handmade in Quebec, Canada by Les Artisans d’Azure