Baileyborough
First Post
The unit known as [187] does not remember much of its functions. It remembers flashes of battlefields, corpses and people running from it, always running.
It surmises that it was used as a unit of its type was built to be used - an instrument of killing.
748 days, 18 hours and 43 minutes in the past, it remembers standing over the corpse of a female human, its two small offspring shouting and crying at it. This is the clearest memory. It did not know what to do. The sense of purpose it had felt up to that point had suddenly gone, leaving.....awareness.
It walked from that building into the wilderness and has not stopped wandering since.
It stands 6'4", and weighs 300lbs. It is dark grey in colour, with a dark brown wood between its joints. It wears a form of scale armour and carries a well used flail. Its other hand is left empty, but it wears a spiked guantlet.
Thusfar it has survived wandering. It does not know what to do. It does not know where to go. It only knows that for the first time in its existence, it might be facing a new experience.
Fear.
It surmises that it was used as a unit of its type was built to be used - an instrument of killing.
748 days, 18 hours and 43 minutes in the past, it remembers standing over the corpse of a female human, its two small offspring shouting and crying at it. This is the clearest memory. It did not know what to do. The sense of purpose it had felt up to that point had suddenly gone, leaving.....awareness.
It walked from that building into the wilderness and has not stopped wandering since.
It stands 6'4", and weighs 300lbs. It is dark grey in colour, with a dark brown wood between its joints. It wears a form of scale armour and carries a well used flail. Its other hand is left empty, but it wears a spiked guantlet.
Thusfar it has survived wandering. It does not know what to do. It does not know where to go. It only knows that for the first time in its existence, it might be facing a new experience.
Fear.
