HighSanguinaryPriest
Scifi Commando
Paul stepped to the far end of the room behind the seat obviously meant for him and spread his arms. His armor opened so he could step out and just stood there. There was no mistaking the clockwork efforts of the Gnomes of Sverfneblin. Paul winked. “I love their work. Makes taking armor off and donning it once more much easier and quicker. Babe’s armor is the same. Cost me a fortune, but well worth it.”
Sverfneblin isn't a city. They're a subspecies of gnome. Also known as Deep Gnomes
@Mitheral