Since you were little, automatons have been your best friends. In fact, until you were old enough to leave the Weal of Baz, you might not have realized that you were human. Despite sharing a genetic code with the human race, you struggle to understand and connect with most of them.

You probably don’t care at all about what you wear, and if you do care about style, you’re likely to emulate the shined metal and synth of your autonomic friends. You might have integrated bits and pieces of machines into your body in an effort to become less like an organic being and more like the machine that you know in your heart you should be.