Chapter Three - Return to the Mournland

Lord Tornn does not rush to inspect the Guardian’s haul. Instead, takes a moment to greet everyone and introduce his staff. He smirks a little as he stoops to shake the goblin’s hand. The observant enough, see a deep crimson appear on Belaluur’s cheeks for a few moments.

Orakh introduces the three humans as Dempster, Tillman and Remi. The half-orcs, Urabur, Gulugash and Sorashk. The lord explains that they represent his bounty hunting guild.

Once the pleasantries are out of the way, he awaits Kalli’s unveiling of the salvaged items. Using a bit of showmanship, she starts with the uniforms, then the arms and armour, followed by the elemental rifles. He shows polite interest in the uniforms and arms. He and his staff take great interest in the rifles, commenting on their quality to agreeing murmurs.

Lastly, Kalli unveils the clockwork armour and the associated research. The half-orc stares reverently upon it in silence for several moments. He runs his grey hands over the unfinished lines. "Outstanding.", he says finally. "Thank you all."

"You found the old man’s work as well. Most impressive."

Lord Tornn ponders this news from the three for a long moment. He pats the armour firmly, "Indeed, I do owe Professor Avgo a debt for his work.", he says finally. "His ability to combine the old clockwork with the new elemental machines was unsurpassed.", he nods to himself. "There is comfort that his knowledge endures. Perhaps, you know where he went?"

Lord Tornn nods grimly. "I suppose that is true. He had a workshop in Kalazart. Though, the city has eluded discovery."

"That is what I am told. The city sits like a mirage. When those get close, it disappears or the explorers become lost. Unsurprising, I suppose. We may never fully understand what the effects from the Day of Mourning caused."