One night, your walking through the city of L'oro Di Illyria late at night when you hear the voice of a child from an alley say in a soft-spoken, calm, yet slightly panicked tone. "Please calm down. That person's just minding their own business, its alright..." As you look a bit closer, you realize she's talking to this large machine that looks to be made from a bedframe. Its staring at you with its singular crimson eye. Waiting.