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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Grue Bait" data-source="post: 1761066" data-attributes="member: 22996">In a far off corner, The Iron Aegis stands, unmoving. From afar he looks no more than a decorative suit of armor... Albeit unusually large and untraditional. A savage-looking, almost otherworldy piece - rusted to the core yet as sturdy as the day it was wrought. Rested upon his shoulder lies a humongous battle axe, chipped and worn, and altogether heavy enough to split a man down the center.It seems to be empty... To the naked eye, at least. Yet there's another presence. You can sense it. The tackles on the back of your neck might raise, or you'll feel a shiver down your spine.A large screeching noise comes from the corner, like nails on a chalkboard. The armor is moving.The Iron Aegis moves slowly, but with great force. The earth seems to shake very slightly. He surveys the room blindly. He need not turn his head, as he has no eyes. He has no ears. He has no skull. He sees without seeing, hears without hearing. He is but the spirit of a man that once was, but is no longer. His attention turns to the man with the gun.A slow, menacing voice resembling a hiss escapes through the slit in his mask. "Lower your arms or I shall cleave you in two."OOC: Ready his weapon in the event the villain opens fire.</blockquote>