Stratonian

Grizz Turner

Hey there, shopper! / Got some rare finds!

Dr. Orion Bloom

Hey, space cadet!/Howdy!/Yoo-hoo!

Name's Dr. Orion Bloom, the one and only space botanist!

A crash landing, some lost crew, and a whole low of alien plants later, here I am.

But hey, could be worse. Like being allergic to oxygen, right?

Well, apart from my radio being as useful as a chocolate teapot, I'm doin' alright.

It's not so bad here, got plenty of green friends to keep me company.

Oh, and my suit's recycling system? Top-notch. I've had the same cup of coffee six times!

I wish I could tell you more about this place, but I'm as lost as a black cat in a coal cellar.

We collided with something in space, next thing I know, I woke up in this strange land. It's all a bit fuzzy.

There are flora and fauna I've never seen before. It s^[sic] as if I've crash-landed on an unknown planet.

One moment in space, the next in this weird wilderness I'm as baffled as you are.

[​Cosmic Coordinates Conundrum​]

If you're offering, I've got a job for you.

Without these coordinates, my crew won't know where I am. It's like searching for a needle in a haystack.

I'm stranded here, with no way to navigate this alien landscape or reach out to my crew.

The isolation, the uncertainty, it's maddening. Every moment is a test of sanity.

My crew, they're not just colleagues - they're my friends. The thought of them lost and terrified... It's too much.

It feels like an eternity since the crash. Time and space have lost all meaning.

But hey, there's no rush right? Except each ticking second feels like a punch in the gut.

So if you come across my crew, pass them my coordinates. It's a glimmer of hope in the abyss of despair.

I understand. It's a lot to ask. I'll just... I'll just keep on waiting.

[+400  Experience]

Great! You're a real lifesaver. Or... a life-deliverer?

Remember, if you bump into an astronaut, give them these coordinates.

[If accepted Cosmic Coordinates Conundrum]

Got all I need right here... Except for my crew, of course.

[If accepted Cosmic Coordinates Conundrum]

Any luck finding my crew?

Ratchet

Ready to blow something up?/Lock and load, baby!

They call me Ratchet. I'm your friendly arms dealer.

Used to be an engineer back on my world, but now I craft weapons for the newbies here in Kwalat.

Ain't no creature too big or too small I can't equip with the right firepower.

If you're planning on sticking around here, you might want to learn a thing or two about weapon crafting. Could be useful for a rookie like you.

Weaponsmiths craft all kinds of weapons and chips for it.

You can create any kind of weapon, even if you don't know how to use it.

Every weapon can have unique attributes because a recipe isn't a strict blueprint, but a set of scripts and instructions.

If luck's on your side, you might just craft a weapon with top-tier DPS and right Attack Speed for this model.

Weapons and chips vary in quality. The better the quality of weapon, the more chips you can install, leading to more enhancements.

These chips add various effects to your weapons, making them more versatile.

There are two types of chips - basic and advanced. Basic chips confer small but useful effects, while advanced chips offer more substantial benefits.

However, advanced chips need recharging as they deplete their charge when activated.

Most of the time, weapons are made from recycled materials like Iron Ingots, Treated Wood, or Leather.

At times, we might also need some basic resources. Both the most common and the rarest.

You can procure all these from gathering professions or through resource recycling.

This should be enough information to get you started. As you get more practice, you'll start understanding more.

Life's been a blast since I ended up here. Get it? Blast, 'cause, well, weapons... Nevermind.

The Elan government's all for arming the newcomers. So, business is booming, just like my grenades.

Apart from the occasional monster attack and portal mishap, I'd say things are going pretty well.

Goldenfield was just a sleepy town before that portal opened up. Now, it's the Wild West out here.

We've got everything from lowly peasants to high-tech aliens wandering in. Like my neighbour, D Rek, the Constructor.

But hey, more customers for me, right? Keep 'em coming, I say.

By the way, if you need it, I can sell both ready-made weapons and recipes. Of course, there is not the entire possible arsenal, but it is enough for the purpose

[​Explosive Engineering​]

Need help? Hell, I've got a list as long as a sniper rifle. Here's something you can start with.

So, here's the deal, I've got an order for an upgraded launcher.

The client wants some pretty nifty enhancements, like a red dot sight, thermal imaging scopes, and an improved handle to cut down on recoil.

Now, I've whipped up these modules, but I need a base launcher to install them on. And I can't very well test them on the client's weapon, can I?

I need you to craft an Assault Launcher. It's the perfect weapon for these upgrades.

It's not an easy task, you'll need Iron Ingot, Diamond, Leather, and 2 Jewelry Wood. They're a bit uncommon, but hey, that's part of the fun, right?

Once you've got those, you can use this recipe to craft the launcher. Bring it back here when you're done and I install these upgrades.

[+300  Experience] [+38  Gold]

Okey dokey! Get to work and let's make some magic... or rather, a launcher!

Don't forget to craft that Assault Launcher. Remember, you need Leather, Diamong, Iron Ingot, and 2 Jewelry Wood.

Guess you're not up for some explosive fun. Pity.

[If accepted Explosive Engineering]

All quiet on the western front. Check back later, yeah?

[If accepted Explosive Engineering]

How's that launcher coming along, hotshot?

Maxwell Sterling

Yeah? / Don't wast my time. / What do you want? / State your business.

I'm Maxwell Sterling. Censor, survivor, all-around fun guy.

I teach newcomers how not to die. Or at least, how to die less often.

This scar? Oh, just a reminder of a fun Saturday night out with a pack of hungry gnats.

I've been dead, cloned, reanimated, and brought back to life more times than you've had hot dinners.

Right now, I'm teaching survival. Because apparently, some folks need reminding that running at a monster naked with a stick is a bad idea.

I'm as good as you can expect, considering the prospect of sudden death is a constant companion around here.

So, you've landed in Kwalat. Here, you're most likely to end up as monster chow than find a decent latrine.

Want to survive? Here's a tip: learn some skills. Cooking, Weaponsmithing, Mining... catch my drift?

Start with Big Mamma, up north on this road, take a left at the big house. Can't miss it. always crammed with newcomers hoping for a government-handout meal.

She'll teach you the basics of not starving to death.

In the town center, you'll find Ivie Clarkson, local cafe owner. Makes the best latte within a hundred miles. Knows everyone around, she's a local fixture.

Round back of her cafe, you'll find an Alchemist. Good guy, Percy.

Pity he skipped his university classes - his alchemy skills are about on par with mine. But he's a good drinking buddy.

Head west of the town center and you'll run into old Hank, the only living guard around here. There are a couple of bots, too, but I'd trust Hank over them any day.

He, like the other two guard-bots, can give you the lowdown on the locals, where to find them, where to go, and so on. It's part of their job.

Take a left after Hank and you'll find the Lumberjack and Miner near the Gas Station.

Take a right after passing Hank, before the pumpkin field, follow the road to the end and you'll hit the Workshop.

The place is run by aliens - Constructor and Weaponsmith. They look a bit odd, but they know their stuff.

Head east from the town center, and you'll see the Summer House and the Herbalist's bench on your right.

The house is rented by a sexy Qadarian, Nia. She's a hot one, but she's hard to win over.

Further south from her house is a Pig farm. Locals say that's where the butcher resides. But I manage fine without his services.

There's also a Mystic over at the Cemetary, but I try to avoid dealing with the dead. The locals can tell you more.

Seriously! Just ask around. I'm still finding my own feet here.

[​A Spark in the Dark​]

Could use a pair of extra hands. Or any body parts, really.

So, you want to learn about survival, huh? First things first - Know your limits.

See a monster? Think it's too strong? Then it probably is. Run. And if it chases, run faster.

Forget about quests, honour, revenge. Around here, your biggest achievement is making it through the day with all your limbs attached.

And gear up. You wouldn't believe the number of naked, brave individuals I've seen charging at monsters only to end up as a gruesome buffet. Their reckless bravery is our again - their corpses make for good looting.

Lastly, fetch some wood for a fire. It's right here in the camp, and I'll need three pieces.

Usually, you'd get wood from logging those magic trees around. But chopping trees isn't in our agenda for now

Dialog icon [+50  Experience] [​ Matches x5] [​ Campfire x10] [​ Recipe: Campfire​]

Go on, fetch the wood. It's right around camp, and you won't have to watch for wildlife here. This is the safe part... for now.

Huh. Guess you're not the survival type.