I hope you're ready for more work, Player!

My return home is imminent! I have killed the zombie Kalbak, the Lava Caves are now free to be taken again by the Asmodians, and...

Player: "Hang on, I did all that."

Well, yes...but in my name! Regardless, Kimssi the Destroyer is almost ready for his return home.

But what legend walks about in these simple rags? I need armor fitting for my legend, made of shimmering gold and crafted by my very own hands!

The villagers will stare at me in wonder, their old insults will mean nothing, and they will finally have to acknowledge my power.

Player: "Once you have your suit of gold armor."

Once I have it. The problem that I'm having is that the Gold Ore is proving very difficult to gather.

The Skurvs are brilliant at finding the ore, you see, they just can't fight anything nearby it.

You have helped me before, Player, so maybe you'll help me again. Fetch the ore for me, and I'll pay you well. Do we have a deal?

Player: Accept.

I knew I could rely on you again, Player. I knew it!

I'll wait here then, and draw up some design plans. Please fetch me enough Gold Ore for the suit, then I'll pay you.

Hurry! Asmodae needs more legends! People like me stir the blood, make soldiers stronger.

Player: "You're no legend, Kimssi."

Did you bring the Gold Ore?

I have prepared my plans, and explained to the Skurvs what needs doing. All I need now is the ore.

Player: "Is this enough?"

No, not quite. A full set of gold armor requires quite a bit of ore, even when the metal is manipulated by master smiths like my Skurv family here.

Please fetch me more Gold Ore. I can only pay you when I have enough.

Player: "I'll get the rest now."

Look at it! Pure, perfect ore! It catches the light perfectly!

This is exactly what I wanted, Player! I'll make a glorious suit of armor with this, and my return will be met with dancing and celebrations.

Thank you for all that you have done! Here's your reward.