Chuchulain, Sualdam's son, builder of the Badb's fold with walls of human bodies, seized his warrior's battle harness. This was the warlike battle harness he wore: twenty seven tunics of waxed skin, plated and pressed together and fastened with strings and cords and straps against his clear skin, so that his senses or his brain wouldn't burst their bonds at the onset of his fury. Over them he put on his heroic deep battle belt of stiff, tough tanned leather from the choicest parts of the hides of seven yearlings, covering him from his narrow waist to the thickness of his armpit; this he wore to repel spears or spikes, javelins, lances or arrows--they fell from it as though dashed at stone or horn or hard rock. Then he drew his silk smooth apron with it's light gold speckled border up to the softness of his belly. Over this silky skin like apron he put on a dark apron of well softened black leather from the choicest parts of the hides of four yearlings, with a battle belt of cowhide to hold it. Then the kingly champion gripped his war like battle weapons and these are the weapons he chose:
Eight short swords with his flashing, ivory hilted sword; eight small spears with his five pronged spear and a quiver also; eight light javelins with his ivory javelin; eight small darts with his feat playing dart, the del chliss; eight feat playing shields with his dark red curved shield that could hold a prize boar in its hollow, it's whole rim so razor sharp it could sever a single hair against the stream.
......He placed upon his head his warlike crested battle helmet, from whose every nook and cranny his longdrawn scream re echoed like the screams of a hundred warriors.
......His concealing cloak was spread about him, made of the cloth of Tir Tairngire, given to him by his magical foster father.