SCUTTLER (Patreon)

"In the height of the empire, these automatons were feared peacekeepers. Top guardsmen moulded by magic into a resilient, metal form that patrolled the streets of Old Aurum. The people called them the Scuttlers, for their odd four legged walk, but never to their face. Anyone who came close enough to see their reflection in that warped golden mask never lived to tell the tale..."