In front of you a gigantic machine stands producing smoke, steam, and energy. Robotic roots dig in the soil, its very presence commands the Smoke Stack Forest. Smaller bots throw junk and materials into its gaping maw as it stares with its massive singular eye dead into yours. The bots stop to look at you as the giant machine twists to fully view you and speak ...... traveler..... You come to the best me yes? My boss has other opinions, do you truly dare or are you here to speak civilized.