Sittable armour

Armour is a funny thing. Heavy, pointy, hard and impressive looking. It certainly doesn't look comfortable and must be terribly warm to lug around. I once tried to lift one of those plates you put over your chest, and let me tell ya - if I were to strap that on me, I would do a lot of things, but walking would not be among them.  

Sitting on it works fine though!

 ... Because luckily not everyone's as small and wussy as me. One of the blacksmith's prime clients must surely be the Lord Watch Captain Kelindel. Big rock of a man he is, every step rattling and chiming with the metal of armour and weapons. People say the Captain's a hard man, but he's always been very nice to lil' me and I like him lots. The other day he came by on his rounds and noticed I in vain tried to look above the heads of some people. So he offered me to sit on his shoulder - and his armour was really good to sit on  once you get on top of it! Gods, to have such strength - he seem to have no trouble carrying both all that armour and me at the same time.
We must have made quite a sight walking down the street - a fully armoured watchman captain with a small colourful blob of a jester on his shoulder. I'm sure the crime rate of Seahaven dropped immediately with such a duo patrolling its streets!