Mechanist poked his head over the outer wall, waving his metal-feathered arm down at the man." "Hello there! What brings you here, O' traveler of ages past!" Crawling over the wall, he falls to the ground. After cursing for a moment, the automaton stands brushing itself off. On his back was a futuristic looking shotgun and rifle, the rifle having a crank on one side. Several metal irises shifted at him.