Octo #420
The glow from the bioluminescent corals barely reached the outer trenches, which is how he liked it. Amid the pitch-black waters, he moved with a kind of deadly grace, his bells undulating with purpose. Reports had come in of a Cyctopi convoy transporting rare cybernetics through a less-traveled route. Perfect. Under the cloak of darkness, his team moved in, nearly invisible. The ambush was swift, the tech wizards never saw it coming. He sent a clear message back - OctaTech’s stranglehold on resources would not go unchallenged. His name was whispered in fear: Wraith.
Attributes
Body
Purple 5.66%
Decals
Web decals 6.31%
Headdress
Knit mask black 4.12%
Face
Dark malevolent expression 5.66%