Wires

"I'm not here to share pleasantries, so speak your piece."

Unlike his lumbering greenthumb counterpart, Wires is a man of short conversations, rational, monotone, and nagging at best.
If cares about you, he shows it in a tough way, he means well... in his own way. Been stripped of his natural powers of magic and been as a loyal subject to his father till the very end, he had never a chance, to begin with... The world he came to was already dying and only way out was one's own will to survive and conquer. He didn't choose to live like this, life choose him and it transformed him way beyond the physical capability with the cost of his own bones decorated and replaced with metal. A skeleton without magic? yes, but the capability to modifying his body as he sees fit and craftsman of firearms and hoarder of high tech makes him as much of a monster as his normal counterparts. Don't mistake his red interior for a warm, soft cushion... for its raw determination pumping through his system simply keeping him going, maintaining his body like any other machine.

(undone)