Mechadillo

Once a failed prototype for autonomous battlefield repairs, this jittery little machine found a new purpose—running, hiding, and hoarding whatever it pleases.

It rolls through the world like a skipping stone on fate’s waters, avoiding conflict, seeking scraps of forgotten tech, and occasionally imprinting on those who offer it something shiny.

It doesn’t fight. It doesn’t argue. But it knows where all the best secrets are buried.

Just don’t try to catch it. It hates that.