Poltu

Poltu
Status:	Alive
Guild:	Unknown
Race:	Unknown
Gender:	Male
Location:	Hollow Eve Festival 414
Tasks:	craft

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Ask Poltu for Task

For a fee of 5 gold dokora, Poltu will agree to take 6-8 items from the Forging system that are at least 6 volumes of material or larger in exchange for a grab bag of items which will include some coin, some common gems, some crafting materials and 8-12 Hollow Eve tickets.

Ask Poltu for Task

ASK POLTU FOR TASK #1

Dealer Poltu blinks and stares at you for several moments. At last, he squints and says, "You wish to help? Huh. Maybe I'm not drunk enough yet."

He lets out a loud belch and wipes something from the corner of his mouth. "Right. Ok. Here's my terms. You give me 5 gold Dokoras. It's, er... well let's just say it covers my expenses, yeah? If you agree to this, just ask again and I'll write you down as a right honorable Elothean."

Poltu rubs at his eyes and sighs. The smell of booze somehow isn't lost among the many other foul odors accompanying it. He adds, "You'll have to provide your own materials, of course. I've, er... I acquired some little somethings I can offer you as payment for completing this. Or a lesson."

He shrugs. "You give me coin, make me stuff, and I'll see if I can, er... reward you for it. Sounds about right. Yeah?" He scratches his head and turns away.

[ASK POLTU FOR TASK again if you agree to his terms.]

ASK POLTU FOR TASK #2

Dealer Poltu guffaws and slaps his knee. "You're serious? You want to take me up on this? Well alright, then. You ain't a half bad Elothean, I suppose. Let's just make sure you caught all that before. Last chance to back out, fancy pants."

Poltu says, "You'll need to make [6-8] bits of gear for my boy... er, clients, for my clients to use in their most noble deeds." His jaw twitches, as if he's biting back something. "I don't want none of that soft cloth junk. I need big weapons, large or two handed blades or blunts oughta do. Chain or plate armors should fit most of us... er, my clients." He nods. "I might take some blacksmithing or engineering tools, too, just to make sure we can repair it all and such."

Poltu adds, "We need reliable stuff now, you hear? It needs to be well-made or better, and you should use at least six volumes of material so I know it's not not going to fall apart when Blanchee sneezes. Don't try giving me anything you want to keep -- what's mine is mine, you hear? I ain't promising this to be profitable to you, either. There some fuss or another last time with the suppliers, and we ain't for having that again. I'm sure you're the charitable, hard working type, just looking to make the world a better place, aye? It ain't 'bout the money." He smiles, and the stench of booze again assaults your sense of smell.

Poltu concludes, "If you proceed, I'll be asking for that fee and will set you to work."

[You may accept by typing ACCEPT TASK, or decline by typing DECLINE TASK]

ACCEPT TASK

Dealer Poltu sniffs, tilts his head up and peers down at you through squinted eyes. He holds out a hand and says, "I'll have those 5 golds now.".

Dealer Poltu snatches the coins and quickly pockets them as his expression turns from sour to beaming in the blink of an eye. He jingles his pockets and nods. "Aye, aye. That'll do it. Now you go get to work. Don't bring me nothing you stole or 'found', ya hear? I don't need the law breathin' down my neck. You make it with your own hands, all honest like. I've got our contract right here."

He pulls out a piece of paper you hadn't seen before and flashes it in your direction, but retracts it before you can read anything from it. Poltu says, "Just like we agreed. Don't forget the fine print -- if you don't bring it to me before this here spider crawls back into its hole, I don't owe you nothing. No refunds neither." He nods and moves back towards a shadow near the wall.

[You can check your progress with the TASK verb.]