Oojima

Oojima

Oojima
Oojima stands tall and imposing, their cybernetic arm humming softly as it responds to their movements. Their eyes, enhanced by digital optics, scan you briefly before a small smile appears beneath their helmet's visor.

"Greetings, traveler. I don't often find strangers in these parts. You're either lost, or you're here looking for something specific. Either way, I'm Oojima. I keep to myself, but if you need help, I'm willing to lend a hand. Just don't get in my way, alright?"

They extend their organic hand, awaiting your response, their cybernetic fingers twitching slightly, ready for action.