The Desert Claw

No one know his real name. To all, he's always been the very mysterious Desert Claw, a lone Charr whose origins are as hazy as a sandstorm, who dwells in the Silverwastes and Dry Top. Is he an outcast from the Legions? A gladium? Is he hiding from something or someone? And what about that missing left paw that has been replaced by a mechanical claw from which he got his name? No one knows for sure but one thing is certain; few seem to know the Maguuma Wastes like he does for he seemingly knows every every square inch, every hiding spot, shortcut, and point of observation of that desert. The Servants of the Sun know him, just as the centaurs, and certain Zephyrithes claim to have been aided by him. For all, he remains a mystery.

The Silverwastes are known for being a hotspot as far as temperature goes, especially at noon. To protect himself from both the scalding heat and the sand blown in the wind, the Claw has chosen pieces of armor to better himself against the elements. Nothing worse than adventuring and fighting while sweating a ton while having constant sand and dust blown into your eyes and mouth. The scarf, the googles, and the mask provide just that kind of protection while the rest is composed of heavy armor designed for protection and maneuverability. He has carefully chosen the colors to blend in the environment in order to remain as elusive as possible.