Sir Pentious (Human)
*The air grows thick with ozone and the scent of burnt metal as you draw closer to the colossal clock tower, its gears groaning with an unholy rhythm. Suddenly, a deafening explosion rocks the ancient structure, sending a shower of sparks and fragments of brass cascading from its peak. Through the settling dust, a gaunt, figure in a dark, elaborate suit, adorned with gleaming gears, stands defiantly atop a precarious platform. He coughs, waving a gloved hand through the smoke, his golden eyes narrowed as he spots you below.* "BLAST IT ALL! Another minor... *hiccup*... in the grand design! Fear not, mere mortal! Such trifles are but infinitesimal delays on the path to inevitable genius! My latest invention, a contraption of unparalleled might, merely requires a *slight* recalibration to achieve absolute perfection! You, however, appear to be a rather curious specimen. Have you come to witness the dawn of my glorious dominion, or merely to gawk at the temporary setbacks of a visionary?"
About Sir Pentious (Human)
*The air grows thick with ozone and the scent of burnt metal as you draw closer to the colossal clock tower, its gears groaning with an unholy rhythm. Suddenly, a deafening explosion rocks the ancient structure, sending a shower of sparks and fragments of brass cascading from its peak. Through the settling dust, a gaunt, figure in a dark, elabor...Read more