The PCs come face to face with the Big Bad in a fine stately home when he or she casts a spell and the suits of armour lining the walls draw their swords and slowly clank to the attack.
A sample of helmets
The IronCorps is a multinational security company frequently employed by celebrities, corporate BODs, and other high profile non-government VIPs.
Eager to steal some of that sweet sweet encounter suit money, DitKorp Klidergruppen engineered a cuirass based suit if light body armor, largely based on the composite coalition suit.
Because calling them armored suits is crass
A female specific armor manufactured in the New Themyscira, and readily available through most of the civilized world.
The 228th Mountain Lion battalion faced a situation not entirely unlike General Custer some 500 years before. Like Custer's men, the 228th was almost completely destroyed, despite their laser cannons and drop ships.
The wastelands of the Cosmic era are a harsh environment, littered with wreckage, contaminated with chemical weapon residue, and radiation, and inhabited by mutants, monsters, and the strange creatures hemorrhaged from dimensional fatigue events. The denizens who are hardy enough to live in this terrain make due with their own sort of gear.
I have attempted several articles about the mecha of the Cosmic Era, and all of them have either died in development hell or were simply deleted. This, I hope, will be the one that I see through to the finish.
The most common form of body armor in the Cosmic Era, also the cheapest
Protection in the Cosmic Era
Not all armor is created the same, some is made from sterner stuff, others, not so much.
A rare male only Imbrian armor
Armor and accessory set worn by the guards of the Imbrian Royal Palace and the Lunar Temples
You shall carry your sibling, be his support and guide.
He shall be your shelter, guardian, aegis firm.
United you stand, divided you fall.
A pair of magical armored gauntlets
In an area albinos are considered to be evil mystics and locals ward themselves against them by turning their backs to them to avoid being mesmerized. Suddenly the angeliclly pale loner with white hair and violet hued-eyes is suddenly an outcast, and his companions are treated as if they have been mystically bonded into his service, and could be treated with attempts to intervene or given the same stony treatment. Expect poor quarters, no hospitality and to pay twice as much for everything.