There are three types of powered armor: Hardsuits, Power Armor, and Avatars
A marine version of the construction hardsuit. Excerpted from the Abridged 30 Power Armors sub
Extracted from the 30 Powers Armors submission, caught in development hell
Power armor suits manufactured for the Atlantic Federation by the Union Aerospace megacorp.
Made for a brave adventurer by a spurned lover, every chain was lovingly crafted with iron and locks of her hair. The finished armor was polished with tears and blood till her final days...
BEWARE all who dare wear this chainmail...
The walking siege engines of the Cosmic Era
Technology in the Cosmic Era can become corrupted and infested. When this happens to a mecha, the result in codenamed a Hekatonkheire.
With many legends and myths attributed to it, the Shield of St. John was wielded by the Prophet and bears the curse of fame for bearing holy magic. However, the only benefit the Shield could bestow upon the wielder is psychological.
Blurring the line between exoskeletons and cybernetic augments, the D9 is unfavorably comparable to the Chemical Augmentation System.
A dwarven masterwork shield, imbued with the power of wind.
The most common form of body armor in the Cosmic Era, also the cheapest
Protection in the Cosmic Era
What used to BEE the crown of an old dwarven king has now BEEn made a portable BEE-hive.
A rare male only Imbrian armor
Armor and accessory set worn by the guards of the Imbrian Royal Palace and the Lunar Temples
The Knights of Imbria are most commonly seen in artwork bearing their famous, or infamous heart shaped escutcheons
Better known as the Ghost Suit
The best example of space designed power armor
Fo Derarer Agger / The Conqueror Armor
A common light mech of the Atlantic Federation
Oazduke's Vengeful Head.
The head haunts all headsman and executioners.
A floating, bloody head, long separated from its body, is a particular legend among a very particular group of people, executioners, specifically those that chop heads from a block for a living. It was that infamous highway robber, Oazduke the Vengeful, who when finally captured and put to the axe, screamed his foul hex, seconds before his head flew off.
"You will know it is me when I'm through
A curse on your ilk and on you!
May my severed head haunt you eternal
Frightening you headsmen infernal!"
Years later, not one but two(!) weary, puffy-eyed, spooked, headsmen, haunted day and night by Oazduke's insufferable severed head, approach the party cleric in order to hire him to exorcise the ghost head once and for all.