MASK POWER: Animals don't wear masks, silly
MOC STATUS: Assembled
STORY: Somewhere, somehow, a group of Individuals thought it would be a good Idea to graft machinery to Rahi and to use them as cannon fodder, and thus Traykar was created. Deployed during an assault on the City of the Mask Makers, scout unit 44 malfunctioned and stopped dead in its tracks. About a month later, after the hostilities ended (With the Toa getting beamed up by scotty and whatnot), a debugging subroutine reactivated the dormant creature. With the last order's in its memory bank stating "Attack the city" The lone solider marched on wards to complete it's mission. but still defective, the unit re-designated itself as "Traykar" and developed a brash, loud, optimistic demeanor. upon entering the city, Traykar was apprehended and was sent to the deep-water prison, located in the region of water, known only as the Pit.
Run Traykar run
Hey! can you see me!? I'm waving!
closeup of the legs.
Keltor: That was you.
Traykar: Oh, right. =P
And yes, I know the arms are too long. I don't have any good solution that doesn't require me removing some of the custom limbs.