An Offer of Aid

Wait, you're @PC_NAME(0) aren't you? I heard one of the Clockwork Factory students talking about you. The Dwarf with no memory, who just HAPPENED to have an original design by the famous Mikael Ynga?

These priests won't tell you anything. They're convinced Ynga was a heretic. If you want answers, you should talk to |nn;Koven|r outside the temple. He's been studying Ynga's work for years. I'm sure he'd love to speak with you.

Look at them. The Astras were once our greatest enemies, during the great wars on Auroria. Now they hide in their pathetic caves, stealing the scraps we Dwarves leave behind.

Abandoned by their god, living as thieves and beggars... most of them can't even fly anymore. They're little better than animals at this point.

This is the man who's going to help me? I'm not sure this is a good idea...

Sorry! Got lost in a bit of ancient history, there. You're the Mystery Dwarf, yes? Woke up in the mountains with no memory, but was somehow able to fix one of Ynga's old generators? I've got quite a few questions for you.

I'd rather not speak here, though. The priests can't be trusted. Will you meet me at my lab, down the southern road? I'll be there shortly after I finish my business here.

She was sneaking through Koven's things! A thief!

Wait! Don't call the guards! I swear I'm not here to steal anything.

That's quite a statement, coming from someone who had her hands in Koven's locker when I walked in.