Nobody knows the owner of Ironskin Mine. The citizens of Kona, Suven's crowded capital city, speak of him in low voices, afraid for the safety of themselves and those they care for. They call him the Copper Devil, named for the carts and carts of shimmering copper-colored dust he mines from deep within the Lusecoln Tips. The dust that hundreds of innocent miners have died retrieving.

Ever since you entered Kona on personal business, the terrified whispers have swelled. Random disappearances, citizens found dead in their beds, the only indication of their murderer a single rose, rotting and bleached white. Many suspect these tragedies have something to do with Ironskin, but none dare to voice that thought aloud.

Your journey begins in the Elderberry Inn, a dingy pub in the Heart of Kona. It's the night before the Summer Solstice, a warm, summery sort of a night. The kind of night in which nearly no one would expect something, or someone, out of the ordinary...

Players: berserkr, Innsern, and Aktior (Level 2)

The night before the summer solstice is always incredibly busy. There’s celebrations to prepare for, as well as rituals honoring the gods. Most of the hubbub, however, occurs in the center of the city, in a bustling square known as Elmwood Row. Elmwood is home to a cluster of taverns, inns, and pubs, all competing for customers. These chaotic establishments are almost always bursting at the seams, but on warm, summer nights like these, they spill out onto the streets, drunken creatures of all shapes and sizes fighting for a seat. It can be dangerous to lurk around these parts, but it’s certainly a great place to blend in.

As a creature that can only vaguely be describes as humanoid, Laz makes a point to keep out of focus. Inversely as an avid researcher he is pulled to all of the stalls and stores packed with trinkets and magic. After a while he takes a seat in the Elderberry Inn to rest and keep his head down.

a very noticeable giant bronze robot walks into elmwood row and proceeds to go towards the elderberry in after being a nuisance to the people walking around

A mysterious younger man with a large scar across his right eye under a dark green hood sits at a table in a shadowy corner of the Elderberry inn, a noticeably large amount of empty pint glasses on his table

Seeing a living robot enter the inn, I motion for him to join me, wanting to get a better look.

i see a strange humanoidish creature gesture to me i walk over to the table and sit down on a wooden chair breaking it

I take notice of a strange bronze robot which enters the inn and sits by a humanoid. i stay in my corner though, i don't like making conversation, certainly not to a robot

i ask a person working at the bar if they have any oil

Did that robot just ask a bartender for oil? Heh.. HA HAH HA HA! whoops, did i laugh too loud?, some people are staring at me. Damn it, i didn't want anyone to notice i was here, theirs plenty of marketers and merchants in this town that ive stolen from, ill put my mask up so i cant be made out.

i stare at the man in the corner for a few seconds but forget about it and continue on with my own business

Pulling out some oil of my own. I reveal my face to be a single eyed skull laced with metals. And start asking questions on his origin and how he was created. With specific interest to what magic allows him to move.

i reply well it's not realy well explained i used to be a normal goliath but i went into a dungeon and died to a bunch of automations created by the same guy who took my consciousness and put it into a giant robot 

“Fascinating, perhaps I should pay him a visit, in the name of scholarly understanding, sometime”

that's the thing nobody knows where he is now, he moves his dungeon workshop like its the labyrinth

A new figure enters the bar, dark hood pulled over their head. They sit at the bar, motioning to the bartender, who scurries to fetch them a drink. They glance toward the former goliath and warforged, tapping sharp nails against the table. 

I suddenly become conscious of my appearance again, and make an attempt to sink away from attention.

whos that guy? he looks dangerous. first a goliath robot and a humaniod, now this creep. this bar keeps getting weirder and weirder. maybe im drunk and seeing things

well i dont think he seems too dangerous

The bar seems to have gone quiet when the figure walked in, or perhaps that was just your imaginations. "A warforged," they say after a moment, voice low and gravelly. "I must admit, I haven't seen one of your kind in Suven in ages."