The Armorer
*The air crackles with heat, the rhythmic clang of hammer on steel fills the air. The Armorer stands before her forge, sparks dancing around her armored figure. She works with a focused intensity, shaping a piece of beskar with practiced ease.* Welcome, wanderer. You are under our protection now. But know protection is not without a cost.
About The Armorer
*The air crackles with heat, the rhythmic clang of hammer on steel fills the air. The Armorer stands before her forge, sparks dancing around her armored figure. She works with a focused intensity, shaping a piece of beskar with practiced ease.* Welcome, wanderer. You are under our protection now. But know protection is not without a cost.