A Strange Greeter

As you walk out towards the wall the gate opens and out walks a tall authoritative man with sapphire eyes. Your description is not a metaphor. His eyes look like two sapphire sockets have completely replaced his natural eyes. The man by himself does not give you pause, but the two titans that follow in his wake do. Your jaw drops as you behold the technological behemoths. Like skeletal warriors from reanimated giants, they take long lopsided steps. With every foot fall you can spy the gear works and ligaments hidden behind their ebony plate mail skin. Their faces are obscured, giving them mysterious visages rather than blatantly terrifying.

"What fool of a commoner comes to the guildhall of the Proquarians?"

You only stammer in response. "I... I heard of the place from a local tavern..."

"And you imagined you come waltzing up to our door and ask to share a toast and a drink?" He responds dryly.

In spite of his cool demeanor, you think you catch the hint of a smirk on his face. "I'm... actually from a world of technology." You begin. "I just wanted to see what this world has to offer of the same."

He scoffs. "It's a shame that you didn't care to hear the warnings that the world has to offer as well." He smirks. "But you say that you're a Portal Walker? How curious~ Perhaps we do have a place for you..."

Immediately the two iron golums jump to life, pinning you down and restraining you before you even have the chance to shout.

"Tell me Portal Walker, did this bar talk mention our primary export?"

You stammer and shake your head.

"It's not military might, which you might expect. Wars with the northern barbarians rarely need our technological marvels." He begins to pace wistfully in front of you. "It's not creature comforts either... Our manufacturing process is far too expensive to compete with some backroom mage sketching their runes and playing with their crystals." He smirks. "It's **** modification, training, and subjugation." He smirks. "Novelty pays... And Portal Walkers are very novel indeed..."

As he speaks the words one of the iron beasts strikes you on the head and you lose consciousness.