Ore Must Flow

Welcome to Slatebeard's Forge?where the sparks fly, the hammers sing, and the steel holds the line.

We've been outfitting mountaineers here for generations. Armor, axes, crossbow bolts?every piece forged with pride. But lately? pride won't keep the forge hot. The war effort demands more than we can handle, and we're nearly out of iron.

Normally I'd send my son down to Dun Kithas to fetch an update on the next ore shipment. But I've barely had time to breathe, and he's hammering like a madman as it is.

Would you do us a kindness? Head to Dun Kithas and ask Magistrate Toughhand when we can expect more ore from the Sal'Galaz mines. If it doesn't come soon, we'll be pounding steel with spoons?

You've come from Slatebeard's Forge, have you? I feared this moment would come.

<Magistrate Toughhand strokes his beard and sighs.>

I'm afraid there's no easy answer. Sal'Galaz mines are overrun with troggs?filthy pests?and the miners have been driven out.

Without ore, the forge falls silent. And without the forge? well, let's just say our mountaineers might be going into battle with rusted blades.

We'll have to find a solution. Fast.