originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
I was from the Old Underworld. It was a great place before Mortar's father killed all of my family, with me as the exception, because they couldn't find me. His father created the Royal Underworld. So I swore revenge on the family. The first war beasts destroyed my arms and legs, so all my limbs are prosthetic. Mortar grew up to be the strongest of them all, so I sided with him when he revolted against his dad.
As for my armor? The plates are a valhite adamantium alloy. The chainmail is valhite, except for the chains under the plates. Those are carbon fiber. Under this is a heat proof gel that can cushion blows.
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"He's just been an ass all day. So yeah."
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Okay. He just got all pissy when I asked him about what he was preparing.
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"Yeah, he says he's just busy."
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Caesar: of course. Cyan: Let's just hope he can get Caesar a sword. I don't want to see another person use Mortar's sword.