Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20191008051451/@comment-26383377-20200117224133

The group was met with something totally different than what they had expected.

A colossal throne room, old, and dusty from centuries of abandonment. Scattered across the floor are the lifeless metallic husks of the ruin’s guardians, torn to shreds by something surprisingly powerful, their joints filled with crossbow bolts, their chasses dented heavily from blunt force weapons.

There were some people already there.

A group of scavengers, no, more than that. The group had heard of them, some of them might have already seen them. None of them had the displeasure of meeting them.

Until now.

The Rebuilders. They were wearing a combination of leather and plated armor, on their heads, they donned a series of goggles, with multiple lenses, some of the scavengers’ lenses even appeared to glow green. They were armed with strange looking crossbows, weapons that could double as excavation equipment, such as drills and axes with a secondary pick axe head.

Some of them were carrying strange contraptions, which could only be desciribed as some sort of old-builder weaponry, perhaps explaining the demolished state of the automatons.

“Look at this.” Their leader spoke, standing up from the throne at the center of his room. He wore mostly leather armor, with a metal right pauldron in the shape of a tiger, on his left shoulder, he had tied down an actual tiger skull, a trophy.

His left arm was entirely metallic, likely old-builder tech. He had jet black short hair, and a short beard, and his left eye had been replaced with a blue old builder cybernetic eye.

He reached to his shoulder, unholsterinf what appeared to be a small dagger.

The dagger blade split open, forming a crossguard, the hilt telescopically folded out to form a pole. Finally, the blue phase blade ignited, leaving behind a white trail as he planted it into the ground, burning into the floor.

The rest of the Rebuilders quickly spun around, grasping their excavation weapons, their crossbows, and powering up their re-engineered old builder weapons.

“Come to rob me of my loot, Amira?”