Wandering around in K-Corp’s nest, you come across a burning village, prosthetic bodies nailed and strewn across. People in the armor of N-Corp. Of course. It was an inquisition of prosthetic-wielders. Just then, while you were going to leave, a giant man, in a suit of armor that let no bit of skin show, approached you. “You should know that this is area is off limits. An inquisition is in progress…”

He’d scrutinize you closer, holding a giant nail to prevent you from leaving. “Hm… You do not appear to be a heretic…”

He’d step back, before introducing himself. “I am Guido, hammer of The One who Grips.”