We got dressed (there I am in the back in green and brown).
We processed to the field (second picture includes Legion commander Horatius Cincinatus next to me, with my lovely lady Jessica behind. The swords are attached to lanyards around my arm to carry them).
We chatted in between fighting while getting some much needed drinks in us.
I showed off the back of my armor and my great calves and fighting clothes.
For a quick breakdown: The brown part on my legs are chausses, they are a little short, but they go up to about mid thigh and tie to my braies, which are underpants. That is the white bit around my booty and upper thigh. The white around my knees are kneepads because they are handy as hell. The green is a gambeson which has been pictured before. Underneath the gambeson is a pourpoint (to which you tie your leg armor onto) essentially a tightly fitted vest. And underneath that is a lightweight shirt.
Ultimately we just took to the field a lot and hit people. In this photo I am almost dead center, behind the guy in green and black with the large shield. You can see my polearm sticking up, white and black tape with red around the tip. The man in the cape looking majestic as fuck is Alistair of Rome, who is a stone cold badass.