Salvation Outpost

Kleber arrives at Flintbeard’s and is greeted by a brawny dwarf with a cigar hanging in his mouth. He stands about five feet tall with silver white hair and beard. He takes a puff as Kleber asks about plate armour. "Plate armour, huh? Well, you have the build for it." He blows a smoke ring at a set of armour on the wall. It clearly has been there for some time and is covered in soot from the forge. The Gorgon crest of House Cannith sits in the middle of the breastplate. "I could let that one go for twelve hundred. Or I could build you a custom set for fifteen and two weeks time. Either way, you get the finest of Cannith quality."

Vice has no difficulty finding a Kundarak Bank. The rates are good, you suppose.

After setting out to find someone to imbue your chakrams with magic of some kind, Vice is directed to a tiefling wizard on the edge of the city named Kyzire. Once in his shop, you meet the blue skinned, six horned tiefling. He is intense and knowledgeable. He has a few options for your charkram, but all of them pricey and require time.

Brother Jorkas graciously accepts Gzizmix’s tithing. "You are most generous, good sir. Here, let me help you. Our humble library pales compared to the Library of Korranberg, but we do have tomes unique to Cyre before the Mourning."

He guides you to a small, iron bound, locked tome titled "The Children of Cannith" by Volni and Vorsor Bonnybrook. The Priest unlocks the book with a reminder it may not leave the library. He then leaves you to study.

Vice enters the Kundarak bank and is greeted by a stuffily dressed dwarf. He has a round face, slightly balding, with his red hair pulled back in a short ponytail. His red beard is neatly rimmed. He comes across as very snobbish as you ask to place you coin in an account. He signs a document and hands it to you, before rudely excusing himself to go back to his work.

Kleber is told to return in three days to collect his half plate and Ilmig fires up his forge. As the half orc walks down the street, he hears the sound of hammer and metal begin.

Meanwhile aboard Cyre, 37 hears the door open to the meeting chambers outside of Cyre’s room. The Zarantyr’s first mate, Rune, stands at the doorway before you and Earic. He raises a small glass sphere in his hand, preparing to throw it, "I’ll give both of you one chance to get out of here."

Rune lobs the orb at the catlike face of Cyre behind 37 and Earic.

Jumping in the way to save Cyre, the orb shatters across 37’s chest. A thick green liquid splashes throughout the room, dousing Earic. The half elf shrieks in pain as the acid burns through his clothes, before falling silent and unconscious. By sacrificing himself, the warforged saves Cyre from a similar fate. The liquid harmlessly sizzles on the plating of Cyre’s face. However, 37 now feels the effects of the acid himself as Rune turns heel to run from the room.