The Watcher glances briefly over his shoulder to the figure with the glowing eyes, "Another asset of considerable worth. He will accompany you on your journey."

You gaze at the Iron Golem as it stands stock-still in the rainy night. Amber lanterns reflect off its black surfaces, clearly dark iron in construction. There is something unnatural about the thing, as though life exists where it should not.

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