First, a forge, and then once he's settled and has the finance, a workshop. While waiting for Vox Machina to rescue him, Percy needs a series of goals in order to keep moving forward or he'll just walk out into the woods and let the spiders and yeti eat him.

'Plastic' as an adjective makes sense, but as a noun? Curious.

"Then I am confident that you will do well here. You have already been gracious with me, and I am sure that your kindness will reflect back to you."