2/20/2024 0 Comments Darkest dungeon suit of armor![]() ![]() It is almost impossible to not hear him coming, yet it doesn’t matter, for no-one can prepare for him. The tip made of the finest steel, blade etched with a skull, the word ‘Mack’ etched into the base, the tip as long as a skull or two. The beast Weilds a spear as tall as he, if not taller, made of fine, hand crafted and polished wood, as if it took the whole tree. In one hand he boasts a shield about 6’6” in height, with a spikes bottom, large enough to live in, and heavy enough to break a crane. ![]() He boasts a heavy suit of armor, made of the toughest steel from his homelands almost as if it took three sets of crusader’s armor to make, painted mostly blue, and partly white. This hulking mass of a man boasts a magnificent beard and stache, rivaling the likes never seen, brown as oak, yet a shaven head shiny as the moon. An example : sacred scroll: +10% stress -33% healing skills +33% DMG +10% stun chanceĭescription: A 7’2” monster, weighing 225 Lbs without armor, 300+ with. (Gains 1 non-ancestral religious theme trinket) the stats are reversed, however. From his time when he was young, he attended church, and was an appointed priest, but he has doubts about if gods truly exist. ![]() From that day, he swore revenge, and now stands guard at the towns that need him, the towns of eldritch horror. “Matthew.” it said, as beautiful as an angel, as a figure from above rested its hand upon his head, before being pulled away, as the boy woke up hours later to a search team, every tree near him burned, but one, as if a meter from him was spared. As the boy finally escaped, he sat down by a tree, and wept. The boy ran into the woods, as bomb after bomb burst near him, the helmet protecting him from the shrapnel. He ran to his father’s shop, running inside as the blacksmith grabbed his boy, and threw a helmet on his head, and pushed him away, as the door was kicked down, by a hulking mass, wearing a tuft of a Vvulf. (Think general from fire emblem awakening for a decent mental image, but it’s not quite perfect, and no helmet.)īackstory: Once in a small German town, coated in snow a boy ran for his life as the snow melted, houses burned, screams were heard. ![]()
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