The Harvest Golem Mystery

Here you have it. The Harvester Blueprint. The goblin, who sold it to me... I wish I never see his green face again! Bah!

I looked into these blueprints. I don't know for what Hewen needs it, but it is nothing good, I tell you! This is a machine of death and destruction! I am only giving you this, because he is my old friend and I... hope he still has some brain left in his greedy head.

Ahhh, <name> already! You got the paper?

The Harvester Blueprints...

<Christopher Hewen looks into the blueprints and makes a disgruntled face.>

To be frank, my hard-working friend, I don't understand any of it! But it doesn't matter, as I am only the messenger, a humble servant. Those papers are for my employer, who, if you are willing, you will meet soon!

I would deliver them myself, but, believe me or not, those damned supplies have still not arrived! Also, traveling through these beautiful, golden plains became so dangerous lately. I am certain that you can handle it, though. Care to help me for one last time, friend?