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Goldengear Harbor

Bustling harbor of Port Goldengear, sits at the bottom of the main road. Airships coming and going, with the occasional ship docking at the few sea docks. Please wait for customs to debrief your vessel before disembarking.

Doreen got the cold creeps again as the little girl talked about her death, and her parent's death, and shared more details of her lack of mortality. When she mentioned the right parts, Eileen's mind began to churn, which did a good job of suppressing much of her fear.

The flower crown floated down onto Doreen and she couldn't help but giggle. Even though she was still uneasy, it seemed everyone was getting ghosts all wrong around here. She wasn't so bad; definitely not a knightbear, or a bandit.

"Thank you! Speaking of parts," Doreen adjusted the crown to make sure it stayed in place and started towards the harbor, "The Cogsman University has many great scholars. Myself, I study there in mechanics. Lots of fixers, lots of parts. Perhaps someone will know something?" She half held out a hand for Eileen to grab if she could.