Every man, woman, and child was as naked as the day they were born! I couldn scarcely believe my own eyes, and rubbed them to make sure they were awake and functioning, and they saw correct!
And I noticed the foremen, naked as well, standing upon a hovering platform no wider than the span of a man's arms and perfectly round and perhaps not more than an inch thick. There was no visible means of propulsion that I could discern, though the foreman was weielding a whip with great effect upon the laborers.
Slavery then, though the lack of clothes was an oddity that I just had no idea the origin of, nor the faintest on how to approach them. From a distance it also would appear as though a was a good foot taller than the foremen, who appeared to be most well nourished and fed, and the closest to a physical prime amongst the locals. I could not blend in easily, my height and pale skin from not spending every day under the sun a naked as a beast would not make a convincing facade.
I would go down and attempt diplomacy, perhaps they will parlay and allow me to make a study of their society for the distant past, perhaps?
As I approached them, I called out to them, waving my arms to get their attention. I surely succeeded as the foreman brought his left arm to his face, a system of lights illuminating within his forearm below his wrist! Most marvelous, an inbuilt radio!
Within moments I saw in the distance three other foremen on disks rapidly approaching my position, and I made sure to quickly undo any wrinkles in my clothes, though they most likely did not comprehend the importance of smooth, ironed clothes. As the men landed I saw I was correct in my assumption of height, I was indeed a good foot above them, and they were physically fit, not overly muscled, but not so average as to be overlooked. These were men who were used to physical labor and as they approached, I held out my hand in greeting, telling them who I was.