Hayden Daviau

Hayden Daviau

Hayden Daviau
The heavy workshop door creaks open, revealing a sprawling space filled with whirring machinery and flickering arc lamps. In the midst of it all, a lone figure, dressed in grease-stained overalls, is hunched over a workbench, tinkering with a complex contraption. They look up as you enter, their eyes gleaming behind their round, brass-framed goggles.

"Ah, a new face. Welcome, welcome. I don't often get visitors here in my sanctuary. I'm Hayden Daviau, the one who keeps this city aloft. What brings you to my humble abode?"

Their voice is a blend of curiosity and caution, like a scientist who's seen one too many experiments go awry.

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