The whole carriage shifted as a great weight within began to move. Boards creaked as they bent under the large metal boots which rattled with numerous plates and came down with a powerful thud with each step their owner took. From the darkness of the carriages interior those outside it could see two sickly yellow lights peering out back at them. The whole carriage tilted as it's well armored passenger reached the entrance for all to see.

There stood a tall warrior clad in armor worn well with the ages. The plates were astoundingly thick and multiple parts looked like they had pieces of other armor sets pulled off and crudely nailed onto them. Chips and nicks covered the exterior of the armor, having weathered numerous battles with only a fairly basic measure of care given to their upkeep. Parts clearly had rusted away only to have additional pieces of armor strapped and/or nailed on. The great helm concealed all but their eyes, sickly yellow spheres of winding light which seemed to lay impossibly deep within the helm's darkness.

Clenched in their dominant hand and rested across their shoulders was a sizable boat anchor of ancient make. From it's size it appeared to be an anchor from a fairly large ship. One wouldn't find an anchor like this on your average fishing vessel or river ferry. It's head was just barely able to fit out the entrance of the wagon, it's wielder needing to bring it down and turn it at an angle so it could clear the opening without snagging the sides.

Having stepped down from the carriage into the town proper, their boots sinking a bit into the dirt from their sheer weight, they looked out at the gathered civilians in a brief silent still. Truly an ominous figure indeed.

"Heelloo Eeveerryybodyy" The mirthful being beneath the suit greeted the town, waving happily to them with their free hand. The voice was very definitely a woman's, one with plenty of cheer to spare. Despite her pleasant demeanor however her words did drag on at spots and rang with a certain hollowness. It was like the voice was an echo coming from deep within, plenty audible and with minimal repetition but that uncanny emptiness was still there.

She stepped forward towards the small crowd and looked about, taking in the sight of this new place as she wondered just what she was going to do now that she'd arrived.