[b]Click. Click. Click.[/b] [i]"Oh, damn it all to hell and back."[/i] [b]The voice is of British descent, wandering through the forest. Despite it's elegance, the voice's volume is loud and grating.[/b] [i]"Where, oh where..."[/i] [b]It belongs to an android made completely of bronze metal armor plates, almost completely humanoid. The only things off about its anatomy is its exceptionally long arms and legs. The fingers end in surgical scalpel-like blades, curved and unhooked. The feet are absent, the legs merely ending in points. A single eye set within his "face" glows violet. A brown, decaying cloak is swathed around its shoulders.[/b] [i]"Really, damn it all! The Keystone, where is that Keystone?!?!"[/i] [b]He's picking at the ground, combing every individual piece of grass with swift, refined speed. His current path sends him towards the city gates.[/b]