The Black Devil
[NAME]
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: Personal Armor
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PRODUCTION INFORMATION
Manufacturer: Link Name
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Market Status: Closed-Market
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Modularity: Yes
Production: Semi-Unique
Material: Beskar / Cortosis
TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS
Classification: Multipurpose
Weight: Heavy
Resistances: (For each category choose from: None, Very Low, Low, Average, High, Very High, Extreme. Ratings of High, Very High, and Extreme will need to be added as strengths with elaboration.)
Energy: Extreme
Kinetic: Average
Lightsabers: Extreme
Sonic: Low
EMP/ION: Very Low
Elemental: Very High
- Armor
- Helmet
- Right Vambrace
- Left Vambrace
- Energy & Lightsaber
- The black armor, forged from tempered beskar and alchemized alloys, is nearly impervious to lightsabers and highly resistant to blaster fire. Lightsaber strikes glance off its darkened surface, leaving only faint scorch marks, while energy bolts dissipate in bursts of heat and light across its runic plating.
- Elemental
- The black armor is highly resistant to elemental attacks. Fire and heat scorch its surface but fail to penetrate; ice and cold slide off its polished plating without freezing it; lightning arcs harmlessly across its conductive-resistant layers, dissipating harmlessly. The alchemized materials and runic engravings enhance its durability, making it a fortress against the raw forces of nature.
- Tech Heavy
- The black armor's advanced systems and energy-reinforced components are vulnerable to ion and EMP attacks. High-intensity electromagnetic pulses can temporarily disable its energy shielding and internal servos, leaving the wearer slower and more exposed. While the plating remains physically strong, prolonged exposure to such attacks can compromise its electronic augmentations and sensor systems.
In the shadowed annals of Mandalore, whispered only in the coldest corridors of forgotten forges, the black armor was born—a creation both dread and sublime. Forged in nights when the moons hung like pale sentinels over blood-streaked battlegrounds, it was tempered from the rarest beskar, mined from veins hidden beneath crumbling mountains. Each plate was etched with sigils of power, deep as the void, infused with Mandalorian mastery. The black sheen itself seemed to drink the light, a mirror of shadow that hinted at menace even in stillness.
Its purpose was both martial and spectral. To withstand the searing wrath of a lightsaber, to shrug off the torrents of energy that would cleave ordinary armor like parchment, to resist the fury of fire, frost, and storm—this was its destiny. Yet it was not invincible: the subtle hum of electronics within, the delicate interplay of energy conduits and sensors, betrayed it to the unseen assault of ion storms and EMP bursts, revealing that even perfection bears a flaw.
The creation was an ordeal of obsession. Beskar was folded and beaten until it sang beneath the hammer, every strike resonating like a funeral bell. Only after weeks beneath the torchlight of crimson fires, amidst the echo of hammer against steel and whispered incantations, did the black armor emerge: a sentinel of dread, a masterpiece of gothic precision, a harbinger for the warrior bold enough to wear shadows as their shield.
Its history is one of blood, fire, and whispered pacts—an armor that is less a tool and more a covenant between its maker, its wielder, and the void itself. It is feared not merely for the battles it can survive, but for the aura of inevitable doom it casts upon all who gaze upon it.
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