— Yes, yes, that's me, — the blacksmith agreed with Mirastir regarding his genius, — well, in short, I'm counting on you. If I like it and everything goes well, I'll not only let you take a look, but I'll also give you a discount!
— Well, I can't promise anything. Alright, it was nice talking to you, and good luck with your search.
Mirastir goes to the Temple of Arteria. "I wonder if Shen has gotten into trouble?"