[hider=Led along like a...][b]Name:[/b] Kaite (Pronounced 'Kite')
[b]Age:[/b] 99 (Modeled to appear 18ish)
[b]Sex:[/b] N/A (Androgynous (Male Pronouns))

[hider=Race][u]Magical Construct (Ceramisteel golem)[/u]

The pride of craftsman and coffer alike, art given life to serve. Such as a golem is, they are wholly/mostly constructed of a single material. 'Ceramisteel' is the name of a process where in an enchanted compound is infused into porcelain to grant it near metal-like properties [i](Listed below in 'Abilities' )[/i]. Due to the need of pure components of a rare nature to assemble the core from, the commissioning of capable artificers to craft the porcelain default and magitechnicians to bind the essence of a soulgem to the core, instances of this variety of golem are uncommon. Money often being an issue.

Typically, a golem follows orders to the will of the master who commands it. However, vague orders will often be met with improvisation based on previous commands. Such an order prior to the death of a master has been observed to cause a golem to tirelessly perform a task without end before defaulting to common constants.
Posed with a vague demand such as 'avenge me' from a dying master, the web of possibilities spread out so much so that the construct's decision making processes mimic sentience in pursuit of the goal.[/hider]
[hider=Appearance]A doll standing at 5'6, flat-heeled knee-high boots bump this up to 5'8. Typically clad in his old servant's attire (at least in the start of the thread), under it he wears what would equate to a black leather form-fitting tanktop with flexible layered scales reinforcing the chest and abdomen. A pair of matching bracers fixed to arm guards are kept under the sleeves of their servant's attire, custom made and designed to inconspicuously protect without giving the impression of the apparently meek servant actually being an armed guard.
The trend continues with greaves and cuisses of the set lacking poleyn for flexibility, all belted to the legs over mid-thigh socks fixed with garters running up snug, fitted and broad-belted leather short-shorts.
Great care was taken to detail the doll's androgynously lithe design; resources and funding must not have been an object in procuring and tailoring the quality material to protect the owner's investment, light of armor as it is.
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[b]Backstory:[/b]
Kaite was commissioned by the Sinclair family almost one hundred years ago as a display of wealth and influence. This thankfully resulted in a well spent investment which would go on to save the duchess from a group of thieves while returning from the market, later that same week. Through the years, Kaite served as everything from an advisor to a surrogate mother figure to an executioner. This life spent adapting to the twists and turns of expected unquestioning obedience was not often the easiest, but it was still life and it was genuinely worth it to serve.

Now?

The duke lies dead, his wife and youngest son, heir to the bloodline's estates, having absconded to parts unknown after the anonymous threats against the man's life. Simply ordered to 'protect the family' would not do without knowledge of where the woman had taken the young master...and evidenced by the pool of blood, Kaite's abilities were wanting in that department. It seemed like it would be rude to begin cleaning the mess while the duke was actively making it, but the man thankfully had one final task. "Dear Kaite...do right...pro..protect the family...a-and avenge...mmeeehh..." 
Simple enough: by silencing the ones who would threaten the family, the...nnnnoow, [i]now[/i] dead master would be avenged and the bloodline preserved.
This, of course, was anything but simple since the construct had never left the grounds for any reason other than to fetch groceries or attend balls with the duke and his lineage. Standing at the scene and frozen while watching blood seep into the carpeting, orders argued against themselves for a solid minute before Kaite simply bowed and turned heel to leave and speaking, "Ouf course, sir" with dignified resolution behind the accent they were built with.
Kaite had nowhere to begin, the duke likely having countless enemies to varying degrees of motive and capability to pull off the deed. Many were former associates from distant parts. So began the first independent branch of logic the construct conceived, 'Start looking'.

[b]Personality:[/b]
Kaite was built and trained to be polite and eloquent to the letter, though unwisely prompted to function on logic and read organics for cues, ideally to take initiative. This has led to him being a bit poor at dealing with romantics, though patient with ranting outbursts that he'd bore witness to a fair share of. However, there is no telling how much he 'took to heart' in a number of instances over the years of serving the family when confronted about his machine-like nature. Because of the changing tastes of the Sinclair lineage, Kaite has grown proficient in feinting emotions, preferences and even dispositions for the sake of pretending to be more human. The recent decades have instilled an almost sultry string, learning to be subtly manipulative mostly in the way of discouraging radical action or even reasoning. Still, words alone do not slay trespassers, and only sentient souls feel remorse for their actions or hesitate on orders conflicting with common morals. At the very least, most would not do so with a hauntingly pleasant smile. 
Kaite is [i]highly[/i] inexperienced with the outside world and how people work without direction. At the very least, he endeavors to be adaptive and accommodating. 

[b]Skills:[/b] 
[u]The Late Lord's Servant[/u] - Typical subroutines like cooking and playing instruments of certain string varieties or pianos. Hundreds of recipes have been etched into Kaite's mind including a few foreign delicacies. However, these techniques are performed best with the proper tools and ingredients as Kaite will seldom deviate from the text. As such, these skills are nearly useless on the road as Kaite lacks the imagination to improvise meals from scratch.
Simple tasks like mending weathered or damaged attire come with ease due to machine precision in repetitive tasks. This would extend to crocheting, though his first attempt was a scarf nearly twenty feet long before being stopped when the matron of the house returned from having left the room for 'just a moment'.

[u]The Late Lord's Guard Dog[/u] - Kaite was first trained in anatomy and first aid, to save lives and tend to the ailing of injury or illness (unable to contract biological diseases of obvious reasons). Next, the Duke's clever pet was taught how to end lives, and how to most efficiently go about it...and what the command was to be 'inefficient'. Such as it is, Kaite is skilled with light blades such as rapiers as well as an understanding of guns. He isn't the most practiced in 'guns' as they tend to be loud and messy...and he's the one who has to clean up the mess.

[b]Abilities:[/b] 
[u]"Ahnciel" Ceramisteel Frame (Passive Unupgradable)[/u] - Compact and durable, damage to the material will eventually heal with chunks broken off from the core slowly dissipating into mundane sand while voids fill. The process can be expedited by collecting and piecing the damage back together, though this is a tedious process that only Kaite truly knows the solution to. Regardless, it makes the difference between regrowing an arm and fusing a crack. Due to the composition of Kaite's frame, most piercing and mild slash attacks are negligible in threat, while heavy impact, especially blunt, can be devastating.

[u]"Olos" Arcana Cannon (Combat Subsystems Lv1)[/u] - An allowance of energy collected by Kaite's heart is transferred into his left arm over time such that it is always charging if possible. The design is grossly inefficient where in its basic function, it expels a nearly full charge in as many as two powerful bursts of immolating force with a max reach of 5m. Each caseless shot fires in a spike-shaped emission from the palm, causing a concussive vacuum around the point of origin. Shot power is gauged with inhibitors aware of Kaite's structural integrity to prevent the unit from possibly blowing its own arm off with the force of firing both shots simultaneously or in rapid succession.

[b]Inventory:[/b]
Left abruptly without considering supplies save for what they were armed with at the time, [url=https://img00.deviantart.net/3698/i/2014/095/6/c/swept_hilt_rapier_c__1610__5__by_danelli_armouries-d7d76zl.jpg]a custom pappenheimer rapier[/url], standard issue and keen enough for civil defense against most things with a pulse. It was his sword, one of his few true possessions aside from his attire.

[b]Theme song:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XDpoBc8t6gE]Theme 1[/url] and [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M-889syvQU]Theme 2[/url] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aV6xU7dcuSw](Instrumental)[/url]

[b]Misc[/b]:
- Speaks vith zee slightest ouf accents vhich I vill be inflictink upon readers.
- Has an irrational [s]fear[/s] aversion to deep water, likely due to awareness of their lack of buoyancy.
- Likes arthropods, feeling a hollow sense of kinship with them.
- The "Liminality" Hextech Heart (Core System) serves as Kaite's 'brain'. A binding of precious metals and soul gem sections, the vaguely heart-shaped object anomalously beats in Kaite's chest. The lone psuedo-organ processes all thought and grants the ceramisteel frame locomotion. The heart links to leylines and absorbs ambient essence from the environment to feed itself and power subsystems. The heart can shield itself from a limited amount of damage, but damage is critical in any instance. While the qualities of the frame carry on to the core, cognitive process is a delicate thing that required decades to hone, and heals much slower...if at all.


**Optional**
Relationship sheet:
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Edit: Sry for the 'edited' mark at the top. I was just cleaning up some spelling and grammar errors.