Farcical Flint
("Flint, Just Flint. Farcical is an absurd name that I only allow friends and my Mother to get away with calling me by.")
Male, 28 Helion solar calender years old, Analyst
("Which method to accurately measure the passing of time is a nuisance to argue with those so opposed of faith that they discredit astrological study. I'm quite fond of Helion's deep thinkers. Their calender is standardized among theist land. Though, more scientific validity of their holy days will be required before I stop writing those off as the only superstitious blemish on an otherwise perfectly crafted blueprint...")
Appearance
Strong arms. Blue eyes. Light Brown unkempt hair kept at a short length. Wide smile.
Flint prefers to work in formal attire (minus the hat and coat) of black silk waist coats, bright blue bow ties, brown trousers, and square-toed boots.
In his LAC attire, Flint stands at 6'2" in what once could have been a knight's iron armor. The noteworthy differences are his addition of small smoke stacks on the back of each shoulder, reaching off behind him. Across the chest is the grill for a water boiler, with cherry red light burning bright from inside. Thicker than they ought to be are the legs, arms, hands, and feet. Their proportionate sizes are twice as large as the wearer's, enlarged from wiring gears, pulleys, and steam vents running behind plates of metal.
Personality
Less than ideal towards magic and superstition, having witnessed the worse kind of people commit acts abhorrent. Misled causes. Controversial weapons. Flint grew callous against unreasonable thinking and oppression dealt by such. He is a man of peace spurred to end conflict, and wishes to build a better tomorrow for the average man, and give them means to fight when threatened. By mage or crusade, especially.
Reason and education are the greatest protection. Learning and putting ideas into practice. Support an idea with evidence, and adjust when an idea no longer hold its validity. Flint takes what he observes and organizes his thoughts to conduct his behavior accordingly. He scrutinizes the data for alternatives, and takes for too much time overthinking for a simple response. However, he is prone to tunnel-vision when taking a strong course of action. In addition to faults, Flint sets his expectations for intelligence too high, and can be opinionated when his evaluation has been made. Having the company of friends help keep Flint's engine of a mind rooted on a straight track.
Unique Attribute
Locomotion Augmentation Contrivances ("Or LAC technology for short, due to complaints which I find hardly reasonable, of the technology's self-explanatory name being too long... Dimwits.") - Flint covets his unique technology, like all clever analysts. He keeps his blueprints in the depths of his ridiculous mind. A skill that borderlines compulsion, is Flint's knowledge how to improve the impractical to preform the impossible.
A diminutive sized power source, along with a movement mechanism, are attached with an item. The best application of a "Locomotion Augmentation Contrivance" device are Flint's gloves and platemail. The breastplate worn is a well insulated boiler with smoke stacks and vents along the back and shoulders. Power from the chest flows passively to fuel the pistons along his joints. Covering Flint's heavy leather welding gloves are metal levers, pulleys, and wires. As the glove moves and his legs bend, the system moves in tandem, giving every gesture an unyielding grip and force.
Flint has so far found that LAC tech, while making his nigh-atomatonic power armor that grants extraordinary level of dexterity and strength, comes at a cost. "Damn thing needs to be constantly maintained and fueled. When it IS on and fueled, a handful of misfires have happened in the past. Snagged belts have stopped me in the middle of work. Once I accidentally welded the fasteners on the armor shut... Took weeks to break out of..."