[u]The stranger freezes again, as if it takes effort to process what you said.[/u] No matter how little the purpose, a purpose is still a purpose. Once my main weapon is repaired, we can fight in a test of combat. I came to this Dojo seeking a purpose, and I may have finally found it. [u]The stranger tilts his head upward, in the process causing his hood to slide off. You see that they not organic, but in fact a modified clockwork automaton. Their head has a strange shape to it, thicker at the bottom, but slowly get thiner until it peaks at the back of the cranium. The front part of the head is clear, almost invisible to all but the most meticulous observer. Underneath it is a mess of gears and springs that spin and whir with every movement. The back part of their head has a silver chrome color to it, reflecting images almost perfectly.[/u]