Helmet Bro is a melee AP bruiser who uses the Void's own dark powers against them, relying on crippling silences and slowly wearing down his opponents, while shrugging off their own retaliation. Helmet Bro is a dogged warrior, unflinching in his resolve and implacable in his advance. The creatures of the Void will come to fear the name of Helmet Bro.
Lore:
"February Nineteenth, Institute of War, Eastern Outskirts;
My brother Valan and I, were contracted to guard the Institute's Eastern front. There were rumors of something approaching from there.
Void.
It was something from the void, according to the Summoners. Something that while dangerous, should pose little threat to two talented knights like Valan and I. We had our gear ready in an hour, and were hidden in the forest's edge before nightfall."
"February Twenty-First, Institute of War, Eastern Outskirts;
Whatever it was, it came up on Valan in the night. We're trained warriors, dammit, how did he miss it?
That doesn't matter now. He's dead. Ashes. The only thing left of him was his sword and helmet, both crackling with a strange, violet energy.
Void magic.
Before I could even finish grieving the damned thing fired upon me with a beam of light; same thing that killed Valan, most likely. I managed to dodge it, barely. My cloak and sword were destroyed up to the hilt. I managed to run for a few meters before it caught up with me.
Gods, it was massive. Taller than the trees. Tentacles writhing, three smaller eyes crowned over one colossal retina, a dark slit that flattened as it was charging the blast to end my life.
Only, the blast never came. Summoners from the Institute had arrived, and barely managed to subdue the creature before it had killed me. They took it away with them, and brought me to the infirmary.
