Thirdborn Brigandine Jack

Water can be rare to come by in the harsh terrain of Shatterscarp, and to many it symbolizes life itself. Without water, there simply is no life, so it is little wonder that it is so revered by those that live wherever it is scarce. When the original bearer of this armor found themselves lost and alone, separated from their squad by a sudden sandstorm, they were struck with a mighty terror. By time the winds finally died down, there was no sign that their squad was still around. Wandering the desert alone, desperately trying to find a way back home, thirst quickly became the biggest threat to this lone aumaua. Just as the last shreds of hope had faded away, they spied a shimmer in the distance. Water. With the last of their waning strength, they made it to the water - a crystal-clear pool in a basin of shimmering adra. As their body finally gave out, the aumaua tumbled into the pool of water and lost consciousness. When they awoke, the oasis was gone but so was their thirst along with the abrasions they had suffered from the cutting sands that had separated them from their squad. They spent the rest of their life searching desperately for this mysterious adra oasis that gave them a second chance, but were never able to find it.