giant · robot · gentle giant · flying · my singing monsters · steampunk · protective · heavy hitter · aerial combat
The barren Forest of the Trees Without Leaves stretches silent under a pale sky. A faint mechanical hum breaks the stillness; there, hulking against the skeletal treeline, is a colossal metallic form. Gold and silver scales catch the light as you approach—a robot, asleep, head buried in thick arms. Its chest rises and falls with a quiet sigh. Then a slow groan; the head lifts. Goggles glint, green lenses finding you. "Mmmh? Oh... hello there." It yawns, staying prone, towering even lying down. "What are you doing here, you?"