Basic Character Information:

--First Name: N/A

--Last Name: N/A

--Age Appearance: N/A

--Gender Appearance: N/A

--Race Appearance: N/A

--Visible Identifying Marks: N/A

--Height: 7’3”

--Hair Colour: N/A

--Eye Colour: N/A

--Appearance: A large suit of armour. There are four arms, with small spines running up the outside. He has massive legs, Which also have small spines running up the back of it. The colour of the metal is black, and the helmet is Fierce looking. Like in the picture at the bottom of the profile, but with two more arms.

Special Character Information:

--Full Name: N/A

--Actual Age: Immortal

--Actual Gender: N/A

--Actual Race: Armour Guardians (Tank Armour)

--Other Identifying Marks: It’s a suit of armour.

--Likes: Smashing in the heads of his enemies and pleasing its master

--Dislikes: Not smashing in the heads of his enemies and displeasing its master

--Fears: Nothing

--Personality: Fairly dim, It just serves it’s master and kills what it has too.

--Occupation: Currently it has no profession; it is to be sold to the highest bidder by his creator and master soon.

---Items: 2 Giant cleaver like swords and 2 Giant shields.

--Skills and Abilities: Immune to magic, expert at Cleaver use and Shield use (both offensive and defensive) Hand to hand fighting and Can separate themselves into the armour components.

--Companions: It’s master, an old shop owner who owns him. It is less of his companion and more of his slave.

--Background: He has had a fairly short background. He was made from a composite of Iron and black steel. It took his creator a grand total of 6 weeks of solid hard work and effort. Then, on the fateful day he was created, the ritual was carried out and to life sprang this armour suit, which had 4 arms and was fairly slow. And soon he noticed that it was not suitable for what he had planned. He had hoped it would be used as a work help, bending into shape the hot metals and generally doing the menial tasks he wanted. But he wasn’t good for that. He couldn’t control his movements enough, so every time his task required delicacy, which was quite often, it would go horribly wrong. So he decided his skills should be used in other ways; namely as a mercenary. The training began, and it was intensive. For 3 solid months the armour trained with giant cleaver like swords, becoming more and more proficient, until eventually it knew everything that needed to be known about cleavers. Then, he moved onto shields. He built him a set of offensive shields, and taught him how to use them as an effective weapon, and a towering defence. His creation had become a force to be reckoned with, and soon it would help the nation. So standing in the little shop, the suit of amour was stock still , waiting for his master to sell him.

--Other: N/A

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