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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vertexx69" data-source="post: 5459859" data-attributes="member: 48854">The clockwork warrior seems completely unphased by the lack of motion from the gith, and moves right along to the more chatty cloaked figure. The construct's spiked gauntlet is cold to the touch despite being covered in the blood of giants. "Hi and hello Deric. King Grommet* is happy to meet any who would shake a hand. King Grommet* has a spiffy crown, but is really a crusader of the realm...but doesn't know wherever that is just today. Where is this again?" Pulling up the edge of its cloak, the metal-man tries futilely to clean some of the blood off his smoothly jointed gauntlets. Then he holds his hands out and arches his back to raise his goggles toward the ceiling, and several gallons of water drop out of thin air, rinsing most of the gore from the animated suit of ticking armor. Steam rises from it for a few moments before he moves to next wide eyed newcomer, a good deal cleaner.OOC - *A little set of arms flip up out of the collar of the armored suit raising a broken sprocketed-wheel over its goggled, full helmet like a crown and plays a 4-note royal tune with some unseen tin horn within the wheels and gears of the armor before it folds itself back away whenever King Grommet says his name.</blockquote>