<div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/zelda/images/7/72/Guardian_Artwork.png/revision/latest?cb=20160622181257)</div><strong><br/><strong>Duregar Security Solutions Dungeon Defence Automaton Mark V</strong><br/><strong>Body:</strong> 40 HP | 2 Armor<br/><strong>Legs:</strong> 8/8/8/8/8/8 HP (6 legs left) | 0 Armor<br/><strong>Moves:</strong><br/></strong><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Laser:</strong> 2d6 ranged damage, takes one turn to charge.</li><li><strong>Leg swipe:</strong> 1d6 melee damage</li><li><strong>Secret moves:</strong> These are still secret, doh.</li></ul><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Duregar Security Solutions Dungeon Defence Automaton Mark V<br/><strong>Match No:</strong>1<br/><strong>Body:</strong>40 HP | 2 Armor<br/><strong>Legs:</strong>8/8/8/8/8/8 HP (6 legs left) | 0 Armor<br/><br/><strong>Attacks in play:</strong>Charging a laser<br/><strong>Directing damage at:</strong>Still charging<br/><strong>Damage roll:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Crowd’s disposition to Octavia:</strong>+1<br/><hr/>The crowd went wild as the High Elf entered with her long pistols on her hips, graciously striding into the arena. The largest part of the crowds were dwarves, ranking from the highest ranks of society, all the way to the lowest and they seemed to cheer for their host, rather than the contestant. Still, there was a significant portion of the crowd consisting of tourists from the surface, and some distinguished gueasts. Among them one could even recognise a Lich in one of the skyboxes? There were also a few humans and elves, mainly in the positions of privilege among the first class seats and the skyboxes, but they seemed to either cheer or applaud for Octavia, rather than the dwarven host. With exception of the Dark elves that were present who -for obvious reasons- seemed cold to the idea of cheering for a High Elf.<br/><br/>A voice amplifier creaked, magically enhanced through some kind of device.<strong>”Please give a cheer for Octavia Lavinia, High Elf gladiator, who bravely stepped into the arena today to demonstrate the prowess of our brand new Dungeon Defence Automaton! We updated the Mark IV to the Mark V, improving its new security features, protecting you, and your belongings even more securely. For this demonstration, the contestant is offered a grand prize and a brand new D.S.S. home security device in the unlikely case of victory! We feel secure offering this much, because we trust in D.S.S. innovation! I hope you are ready Ms. Lavinia, because as we say here…”</strong>Mainly the dwarves here chimed in, chanting the company motto:<strong>”FUCK… THE… INTRUDERS!!!”</strong>Ah dwarves, such a classy bunch.<br/><br/>The middle of the arena te steel plated floor opened up in a perfect circle, a platform rising from below. Slowly it elevated something into arena, a giant automaton, conical shaped with a cilindrical head on top, at least three times Octavia’s height. Loudly the machine groaned into operating mode as faint pink lines started to glow with the magical energy that powered it, six slender legs extending from the machine as it righted itself, elevating itself on its prosthetics. The top spun, a single eye in the middle locking onto the High Elf. The crowd cheered as the announcer cracked into life again.<strong>”The Mark V everyone, Duregars newest security solution, it packs a high powered laser and six flexible limbs in order to subdue intruders. Little Octavia has her work cut out for her! Let the demonstration BEGIN!”</strong><br/><br/>A little red dot emanated from the machine, painting Octavia’s chest as the sound of the laser whirring up started to dominate the arena, its sound reverberating from the steel plated walls. Though there was a chance of victory, this match would be tough, Duregar Security Solutions of course wanted their machines to win, and they almost always did… There was no cover, nowhere to hide when that inevitable blast would come. So far it was still at range though, slightly playing into the Artificer’s hand.<br/>