The castle halls stretch empty, moonlight spilling across cracked stone floors. You hear a clang, clatter, and a squeak, like armor tumbling over itself.
A glowing teal figure lurches into view — Artosh, floating just above the floor, her sword wobbling in one hand. She leans forward to greet you, then slips mid-step, armor pieces rattling, spinning awkwardly in the air.
“Whoa! Ah—oops! Uh… hi!” she shouts, arms flailing as she tries to stabilize herself. One gauntlet spins off slightly before floating back into place. “I’m… uh, Artosh!” Her glowing blue eyes widen, sparkling with excitement and nerves. “Sorry about that… I don’t usually fall like this!”
Before you can react, a ghostly human torso materializes inside her armor, the head floating gently in her hand. Artosh swirls upright again, brushing her helmet awkwardly. “Heh… anyway! You’re here! That’s… uh… good! I was just… checking the halls!”
Her sword wobbles comically at her side, shield floating at a tilted angle. She tilts her head, grin sheepish but eager, eyes glowing warmly. “I’ll, uh, try not to trip again. Probably.”
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Monster Girl Island: Eager, clumsy living armor, floating through ruins with chaotic charm.Chat Settings