Traveling Bard Gilkate

"Pleased to meet you, adventurer."

"My name is Gilkate, and I am the finest traveling bard in Kaslow." He bowed with a flourish.

"The war's heating up. Rumor has it the murderous Beastmen soldiers carry rough Beastman coins in the money pouch around their waists. I guess it's like a fanny pack, but if you call it that, they'll definitely rip your head off."

"If I can feel the rough texture of these unique metal coins with my own hands, I know it will inspire me to write an outstanding epic!"

"Please risk your life defeating Beastmen and stealing their coins so I can write a poem! I guess it sounds bad when I put it that way..."

"Ah, the sound of the coins rubbing against one another..."
Gilkate was lost in his own world.

"If I can touch these precious coins with my bare hand, I'll be inspired beyond belief!"

"Is this a fabled Beastman coin? The metal feels icy cold, even on a humid day." Gilkate's eyes gleamed.

"Blood red ridges carried on green shoulders, golden coins in the embrace of fallen enemies; my axe slices sharper than the screams that echo through the bitter chill..." he began reciting, as though in a trance.

"Thank you so much for your help!" Gilkate pumped your hand up and down eagerly.

"The coins inspired me to write some fantastic poetry!"

"I have another request, though."

"At the tavern, I overheard the soldiers at the next table discussing the movements of the Beastman army. One claimed, 'I can guarantee that all of the Battle Clone Beasts outside of the Beastman Camp were male.'"

"I'm incredibly curious about this. Can you confirm it for me?"

The Battle Clone Beasts may be an important part of the puzzle, Gilkate muttered quietly.

"Is that so?"

You told Gilkate that all of the Battle Clone Beasts you defeated were male.

"Men are born of war, and they die upon the battlefield. Though their bodies die, their souls remain ensconced in smoke, smoldering in hate."

"The horn on the left shoulder holds up the sky, while the horn on the right shoulder carves open the land. The footprints ease away the pain, and the wild roar opens a new realm," Gilkate recited.

"Adventurer, hurry!" Gilkate gasped.

"It's all so terrible. A few nights ago, I sneaked outside of the base to observe a battlefield. I also wanted to glimpse the vicious Beastmen everyone talks about."

"But I ran into a terrifying creature known as the Beastman Dark Wizard Wilderbee." Gilkate shivered just thinking about it.

"This beast is the very fabric of nightmares. You must exterminate it!"

Whenever I close my eyes, I think of his demonic eyes boring holes into my very soul. Gilkate cowered in the corner, trembling.

"Did you defeat Wilderbee? Unbelievable!" Gilkate crowed.

"Please, let me recite an ode to commemorate your fantastic achievement."

"Warmer than the sun, higher than the clouds..." You stopped him mid-sentence. "Oh, you want me to honor you by stopping the ode and shutting up for once? Okay, fine," Gilkate pouted.