Goldenfield Banker
Dialogue
Welcome, good Sir/Madam.
Ah, a potential client!
Stupendous! Another customer.
Welcome to Leitana's Bank, valued customer.
Ah, a promising prospect for our financial services.
A warm welcome to the abode of fiscal security.
Hello! Ready to secure your assets?
Oh, an outworlder? In this bank?
You sure you have... money?
I am Oswald, your trusted representative of Leitana's bank here in Goldenfield. A name you can bank on!
My family has held the financial reins for generations, and I'm here to offer you the same reliable banking services.
Well, unless you're an outworlder. They tend to die... a little quickly for our services.
The golden waves of grain under the Kwalat sun is a sight to behold.
Don't forget to visit our legendary wheat fields. They stretch as far as the eye can see.
Goldenfield, a charming town indeed. A cornucopia of goods from different realities.
But I persevere, because the locals of Goldenfield rely on me!
Being a banker on Kwalat is not easy, I assure you. I mean, this ain't exactly Wall Street.
With the portals spewing inter-universe travelers left and right, my job's become more like babysitting than banking.
Just recently, a flying contraption crash-landed in the forest. People reported seeing a pillar of smoke north from the center of the Westwind woods.
The constant influx of newcomers from the portal also brings a plethora of fascinating stories and annoyances.
Nearly every local in Goldenfield avails of my bank and in the process, I've become privy to many intriguing tales.
Except for when you... portal people... are traipsing all over them.
I'll keep your valuables secure and your financial worries at bay. And I guarantee, no storage bot can match the personal touch I offer!
That's a shame. The safety of our assets relies on your help.
Well, I can't force you. But remember, time is of the essence.
Oh, that's unfortunate. I'll add you to the suspect list.
Nevertheless, I want to reinforce the bank's vault. For that, I need strong metallic alloys.
You aren't one of them... are you? Hmmm...
I received a disturbing tip that some outworlder bandits plan to rob our bank. I can't let that happen.
Can't even be bothered to explore yourself, can you?
I'll be watching you.
Yes, there's a matter of some urgency that needs addressing.
Indeed, I have a task that requires your skills.
All's well on the banking front, thank you.
No help needed at the moment, but I'll keep you in mind.
I have things under control for now, but I appreciate your offer.
Matter of fact, I could use some assistance.
Sadly, you can't be trusted.
I hope they wrote up a will and purchased insurance.
Do tread carefully if you find yourself heading that way.
Prove you aren't part of the heist. Bring me Iron Ingots and Treated Wood from the resources around Kwalat.
The building west of here is the Bureau, where they handle newcomer registration.
Adjacent to it, you will discover the Goldenroast Cafe - the only source of a warm beverage for miles around.
West from the cafe, there's a wonderful woman, Martha Potterson. She runs a Welfare Kitchen for new arrivals.
I really should ask her out one of these days.
Spend some time here, and you might find yourself wanting to register your Returner in this bustling hub.