FINALLY. I've only had the preliminary sketches for this guy since early/mid June. I'm terrible. So this guy is the armoursmith; basically, should any of you ever want a story where you get your armour customised, this is the guy your characters would see.

Name: Dunstan Clements
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Height: 6'"2
About: From a young age, Dunstan has wanted to be an artist. The only problem was his inherent strength; it made it very difficult to hold a pencil or paintbrush without completely crushing it. Dunstan struggled with himself for years, wanting to express his ideas with no outlet that could handle his natural strength; until the old Headmaster of Arcelor suggested smithing. Dunstan flourished under the guidance of the old armoursmith, and inherited Sokoto upon the old man's retirement. Dunstan makes the human-sized armour by himself, while his team help with the bigger armour meant for Pokemon.

Dunstan is ridiculously shy to the point of nearly being mute. He has a few people he can talk openly to; Ferrite, Dalaigh and the bubbly receptionist at Arcelor, but he gets on best with his Pokemon, who help him around the forge. While very hard to get Dunstan to be comfortable around you, it is very possible and he blossoms into a complete sweetheart if you can manage it.

Pokemon

Makera the Machop

Makera is, essentially, the polar opposite of Dunstan. She is outgoing, sassy, and knows how to get what she wants. She was in a bind out in the desert, facing an angry Onix, when Dunstan and Sokoto stepped in to save her. After this, she decided to stay with them... mainly due to her like of being around very handsome individuals. Using Flamethrower, she tempers the metal for the larger customers.

Assada the Shining Onix

This Onix is the runt of a litter. Facing death in the desert after being unable to compete with her siblings for food, Dunstan took pity on her and brought her home. Like her owner, she is very shy but also very sweet. With her unusually flat tail, she forges the metal for larger customers.

Sokoto the Bisharp

This old Bisharp used to be quite the battler. His old owner, the previous armoursmith, was once a fierce battler. A particularly gruesome battle in which Sokoto came within inches of death forced the Bisharp into retirement, and scarred the previous armoursmith into never battling again. The battle left Sokoto without his torso blades and scarred him on almost every part of his body, forcing him into a deep depression in which he felt he could not recover, as battling was his only outlet. As it turns out, the Bisharp found another calling in life; the arts. He is quite the dramatic, and if he weren't into smithing he could perform with the best of them in Cita Erbonde's theatres... but he much prefers his hands-on artwork. With his sharp arm blades, he cuts the metal for larger customers into complex shapes and designs.