Copper Cog Craftsmaster

Lore & Dialog
Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "I don't know why you're here, but you seem peaceful enough, for one of the body-thieves." You quickly explain about the Gold Gear Primus, the Apostate Virindi and the Simulacra, and how the Apostates are endeavoring to frame the Isparians for the deaths and disappearances of the initial Gear Knights through the Gate. Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "I don't know if I believe your words, but I believe I can test your truth through your actions." Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "There are a group of beings that appear to be of your race, camped out over a set of excavated ruins, north of here. They have been cutting down our soldiers, and carting off the bodies." Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "The Iron Blade won't let anyone outside of their House near this camp, though they battle with the body-thieves there constantly." Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "I've heard one of the scouts mention a being that matches the description of this Virindi you mentioned, entering the ruins. Bring me something of its that I may examine.  There may be a great deal of info about our enemies I can learn from it, if this story is true."

You give Copper Cog Craftsmaster Apostate Overseer's Mask. Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "So, this is from that Virindi creature? Let's see what we can learn from it..." The Copper Cog Craftsmaster attaches a pair of small devices to the mask, and fiddles with small gears that protrude from the devices surfaces. Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "Well, this is interesting. It seems some of the creatures memories are stored in this mask, and that they can be deciphered with some effort." Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "I will bring my findings to the Commanders. I know they will see reason.  We may have good cause to be in this realm, as our brethren have indeed been taken, but we may be after the wrong beings here." Copper Cog Craftsmaster tells you, "Tell the Gold Gear Primus what has transpired between us, and that we may be seeing him soon, under a banner of truce, to hear his words on this."

The Copper Cog Craftsmaster yells, "Help! I'm under attack!  To arms!  To arms!"