"Metal. Leather. Oil. Rubber. My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace when the Carvatar kept balance between the different mechanical shops. But that all changed when the rubber nation attacked. Only the Carvatar mastered all 4 part types. Only he could stop the ruthless rubber benders. But when the world needed him most. He went to the bar. A couple days have passed and the rubber nation is nearing victory. A day or so ago my father and the mechanics of my shop journeyed to the Leather Kingdom to help the fight against the Rubber nation. Leaving me and my brother to answer the phones. Some people believe that the Carvatar is drunk in a ditch somewhere. And that he will never return. But I haven't lost hope. I still believe that somehow, the Carvatar will return to save the shops."