Got somethin' needs made? Or unmade? I can take 'em apart as fast as I put them together, sometimes faster. Or is it the other way 'round? I've had an idea just now for a spinning device that - oh, yes, my name is Isla. I'm an engineer. Welcome.
The Boss? Oof, it's inefficient to ask about the Boss. Believe me. You'll go round and round, a spinning gear 'na machine made of secret parts. The one thing you should never rely on is a mechanism you don't understand. It's liable to implode, or explode. Neither is pretty when your arse is sittin' upon it hopin' to fly somewhere. The Boss put in an order for an air-sail once, for a job. Impossible, I told Kurai. Turned out it worked! It just didn't go with the poor sod we hired. It stayed with us in flames while he took to the skies. He achieved a perfect parabolic arc right onto the tower we were aiming for. Survived the trip, too, judgin' by the screaming. But getting back down? Oof, the Boss never ordered a falling machine. That's on him. Gotta think things through, mind you!
You want to work with me? I didn't realize we were that close. This is fantastic! I'll need a partner to retrieve my early prototypes from the hands of the Templars. I made a series of precursor contraptions before I was exiled that would have led to some of my greatest achievements. If you can imagine it, my inventions could have done it... eventually.
I didn't realise who I was working for until it was too late. They seized my prototypes and exiled me for the damage I caused in the process of building them. What's a few implosions in the pursuit of progress? Or maybe it was the sea tide of acid... or the glowing rock that made people sick... oh, yes.
My inventions! My babies! I missed them so much. I would never have found the proper materials to recreate them here on Wraeclast, not with all the horrific creatures roaming about. Thank you, Exile!
As I studied the prototypes you helped me retrieve, I realized that they'd already been examined... by someone else. The Templars must have lied about declaring my work heretical. They're trying to build them for their own gain! I cannot imagine what disaster they'll bring upon us if they manage to do so.
We already have the prototypes, so now we must steal the designs they created based on them. We'll need to steal the blueprints for my Extreme Warmth Beam, my Storm Wooing Rod... hmm, the Mind Sublimator... and the Unbreakable, of course! I don't claim to be the most imaginative namer, but it is what it is. They're all related, eventually intended to be part of one single superweapon, so the designs should all be in one place.
We did it, Exile, at least in part. The designs for the Unbreakable were missing... I fear that they may have begun construction on it. If they complete the Unbreakable, we'll never be able to... break it. Science deserves better masters than the Templars!
My instruments have started going haywire. I believe the Templar have managed to build the Unbreakable, my greatest achievement. Normally, I would be thrilled at seeing my work given life, but I have a feeling the Unbreakable will be used against us, not for us.
It's time to do some deconstruction. You're good at smashing things, yes? Then perhaps you can break the Unbreakable.