#animunculi

The Golden-yellow outer shell of the Droid body of Valieria is marred with dents and dents of whatever has happened to it over the Milllienia that her body has been hidden. The body stands at 5 feet 6 inches and on its casings are the runes and symbols of the Dwemer Culture and lore, signifying that much work had been put into the plating. Her head casing is much like other Centurions in most ruins, save for the cut out eyes that held complex lenses, like those that would be found in observatories and viewing devices.. The shape of the head plating is that of a beautiful elven woman, along with ‘ears’ and short shaped ‘hair’ slicked back, though all of its was purely ascetic, all being made of the brass like substance that the dwarves prized.

Location: [Undecided] Ruins in [Null Province]

Skills:

Smithing

Enchanting

Hand to hand

Unarmored

Conjuration

Religion: Agnostic

Personality: Biography:

Valeria Hidden-hearth was the daughter of a Tinkerer named Karmac and an Archivist named Dorula in a Dwemer city in the west of Skyrim, hugging the border with Morrowind. Karmac more or less was a Mage-Smith with a lot of time on his hands, aside from helping build wonders with his fellows, in his spare time he workedd on his own projects, making Dwemer Egg-men, as he called them, which were large egg shaped steam work robots with only two stubby legs. There were others that were more artistic then anything, the Centurion Horse etc, all of these small tinkering projects were what made others give him the title Tinkerer. Dorula over saw a library that was in the city, a library that held much of the Dwemer's works of literature and lore. While it was not the largest one of its kind, it was still a very good repository of Culture for a small city like they lived in.

However, they lived in a time of uncertainedy and there were rumors that King Dumac and his friend Indoril Nerevar were having a falling out, the King denying knowledge of what Kagrenac, the Master Crafter set up at Red Mountain, was doing with the Heart of Lorkan. And when it was apprent that war was over the horizon the Tinkerer and Archivist felt they needed to preserve what they both held dear. Thier Culture and thier Daughter.