I just willfully dismantled mastercrafted armor.... ?
In his travels across Velen and Skellige, Geralt was constantly clad by a faithful set of armor, his Wolven witcher armor. One day, in the city of Toussaint, he came across a armosmith who was unusually talented, an armorsmith who could make Grandmastercrafted armor. Geralt spent many days gathering the crowns and the materials, and finally had his new armor crafted. Once the armor was complete, Geralt realized that he now had TWO suits of armor. His mastercrafted armor, the suit he had spent a lifetime building, was now completely useless. It had been replaced. "Got no use for you any more.. Melt it down for the metal." the witcher said. He undressed himself in the middle of the armor shop, tossed the chain mail up onto the counter, and ordered the smith to tear his precious armor apart for materials. Donning his new mail vest, he went on his way. RIP mastercrafted armor.
In his travels across Velen and Skellige, Geralt was constantly clad by a faithful set of armor, his Wolven witcher armor. One day, in the city of Toussaint, he came across a armosmith who was unusually talented, an armorsmith who could make Grandmastercrafted armor. Geralt spent many days gathering the crowns and the materials, and finally had his new armor crafted. Once the armor was complete, Geralt realized that he now had TWO suits of armor. His mastercrafted armor, the suit he had spent a lifetime building, was now completely useless. It had been replaced. "Got no use for you any more.. Melt it down for the metal." the witcher said. He undressed himself in the middle of the armor shop, tossed the chain mail up onto the counter, and ordered the smith to tear his precious armor apart for materials. Donning his new mail vest, he went on his way. RIP mastercrafted armor.