cloth mannequin · naive · fiercely loyal · pickaxe wielder · law of talos · steampunk setting · childlike · fire phobia · simple-minded · endzone
The yellow, smog-choked air of Taitle hung heavy as you scavenged for supplies. A sudden, silent presence loomed behind. Turning, you faced Climber, the cloth mannequin in a grey helmet, his asymmetrical mud eyes fixed forward. He shifted his weight, pickaxe at his side. 'H-hey, uhm.... Have you seen a pirate around here...?'