That's the thing: I'm not into anime dresses or the H-cup phenomenon, so most of the new "armor" is lost on me, too. All I really wanted was the standard armors resized to match my favorite Eycandy variant, the HGEC Fighter (C-cup)...a little wider in the beam, perhaps, but she looks like she can take care of herself. (Not to
this extreme, but the GUTS variant fills that order for those who like that sort of thing.)
Preliminary. On my tombstone (provided I don't just get a nearby stone as a marker over my shallow grave by the side of the road), I want writ: "He Made A Pretty Oblivion Character...Whose Face Tone Didn't Quite Match The Rest Of Her Body, But That Wasn't His Fault" (they may need a bigger tombstone to fit it all in):
Okay! Anyway, what I was talking about:
(Love those arms.)
(This, and the Saint armor, is as much skin as I allow.)
(I cobbled together a couple of meshes and textures to get the iron armor more
protective in nature. The greaves are actually male pants with a skirt attached...and the...um..."unit" would sorta
poke through the skirt until I squirreled around with the texture to make it blend with the skirt. It was a lot of effort for an armor set I almost never use.)
Then again, there is something to be said for giving the kids in Bruma something to look at.
The Countess: I have here a petition signed by the Concerned Mothers Of Bruma league, asking for the removal of this...this...
statue you have established in the corner of
my town.
Sculptor: Eh? Huh. It's a statue, innit? What's wrong with it?
The Countess: Besides the fact that the soil around the statue is always...muddy...for reasons I am sure you can fathom yourself? Oh, nothing...nothing at all.
Sculptor: Right, I guess I can...dunno, put a scarf over it or somethin'?
The Countess: A scarf.
Sculptor: Right. She DID fight all them Daedra starkers, y'know. Pardon yer sensibilities, ma'am, but the battlegrounds
were all white, see?
The Countess: [
weakly] Snow??
Sculptor: Naw! 'Coz the Daedra kept comin' and comin' and comin'...
[
Raucous male laughter.]
The Countess: The POINT, you stone-twiddling hack, is that the women of this town are protesting this statue--
Sculptor: --uh, mistress, what about the men?
The Countess: [
deep sigh] They have vowed to fight to the death anyone who tries to remove it.
Sculptor: So what can I do about it?
The Countess: A poncho. A BIIIIIIIIG poncho.
Sculptor: I have an idea, mum...
The Countess: Yes?
Sculptor: Mebbe we can put the poncho on the ol' girl, then charge a few septims a peek.
The Countess: I will not be associated with such sideshow frivolities! At least, not publicly. I want 50% of the gross take and the final word on all concessions.
Sculptor: Right-o, mum. One big poncho comin' right up.
And thus was born Champion Land: people would travel from all over Cyrodiil to catch a peek at the statue, ride the ferris wheel, eat deep-fried Snickers...
EDIT: I hate to admit it, but in the last two pics, her head looks tiny.

It's the armor; the normal Exnem clothes don't give that impression...as far as I remember, anyway...