Scrapling

I found Scrapling at the edge of an old scrapyard, sitting perfectly still among rusted machines. The strange part was that none of the junk around him seemed random. Every plate, spring, and gear had been arranged into precise circles, as if they were meant to represent something. Since then, he sometimes leads me to places he should not know about: abandoned workshops, forgotten stations, buried passages. He always finds one small component and attaches it to his body. I do not know whether he is repairing himself, building a map, or simply remembering. The strangest part is that some pieces of him look far older than anything we have discovered so far.