Tales Of Kenshi: Sakumo
Coolagain VA for Armour King
This section is taken from the Kenshi Wiki
"The Armour King is a Skeleton merchant who sells Armour gear in Armour King's Shop. He is a masterful armoursmith who produces high-end armor to give travelers superior protection.
Worth noting, he is extremely skilled in combat and is also protected by his Security Spider II sentries, and his personal thralls, who are also extremely skilled. He is one of a few traders who actively follows player's character around the shop and some way outside it as well.
He can be found at the Drowned Ruins in the northwest of the map, in the river next to the Arm of Okran. The only way to reach him is by swimming along the river, entering either from the south side near Blister Hill or the west side near Floodlands."
Armour King has the tone of a blacksmith, rigid, proper and dangerous, yet respectful. Andre the Smith from Dark Souls is a reference you can use, a dwarven smith is another, just imagine a man who's seen most if not all walks of life, yet they come to HIM for the best.
Do not worry about adding voice effects, those will be done in post, however if you would like to apply effects, you can. Make note of the Tales Of Kenshi Skeleton voices for effects as it should be similar.
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- male adult
[Armor King is a Skeleton, but he acts more like a blacksmith, he is wearing a clearly high quality Samurai Armor and his thralls watch him and the store like hawks.] Armour King “Huh…? Ho! What’s this, a man without a shell, yer a soft and weak human without armour, so what’d’ya need, meatbag?”
Armour King “Now ya wouldn’t happen to be lookin’ at my armour to steal… would ya?! I recomments against it, yer skin is soft… an’ weak…”
Armour King “Hm… you do look poor, but not stupid! Ha Ha Ha! Well, the cheapest we have is free! But free goes in the scrap pile, broken bits of scrap an’ cloth that couldn’t protect a newborn.” “You’re one o’ those Holy Thralls, looks like they beat yer hide raw. Shame, those dimwits… Well, I don’t do arms, not since the last era, but I know a man who can get ya one. He’s up north, he’s a lonely little hermit so he might pick on you a little bit, but he’s harmless.” “Well, risk your skin, besides I don’t think cannibals like scar tissue anyway, hear it’s no good for cookin’. Ha ha ha!”
