Workshop Deficit

*A stout dwarf has taken residence in one of the empty member's rooms. After the incidents of the Cygnar/Menite battle, he finally begins to unpack his travelsack. Anyone who cares to watch his first few minutes in the guildhouse begins to see increasing agitation as he pokes his head in the unlocked rooms. After the last room is searched, he mutters...*

A fucking graveyard but no mechanika workshop. Ridiculous.

*Shaking his head, he leaves the guildhouse with anyone who likes to join him and returns with one of the commandeered carts filled with the machinery and tools required for a well equipped workshop. He unloads and begins to expand the northeast corner of the building.*