Side Story 233.1 - Tur-Bee-lent Relationships
Tamosmed balked for a moment before he could reply.
“Forgemaster, did you hear what I said? Or is it just that hard to believe? I know it’s hard to fathom but believe me, I conducted every test possible, every test you developed. I saw the crafting with my own eyes, I verified the golem’s nature, and I put the slime through the autonomous crafting test. This is real.”
Forgemaster Ughlarer scoffed.
“You’re missing the point, forge adept. No smith of any forge I speak for will have anything to do with the humans. I don’t care what their slimes are doing.”
Tamosmed’s jaw dropped.
“Are…are you serious? You would forgo true, autonomous slime crafting, the great desire of our people, just because the one who figured it out is human?”
The forgemaster’s face turned dark.
“See, there it is. The temptation the humans always offer. Always ambitious, always pushing the limits, heedless of the consequences since they won’t be around long enough to suffer them. Promising the world, not knowing what it is they say. The last time the fair folk gave into that temptation and shared our knowledge, the humans doomed the world, unleashing the Hunger. I won’t stand for it, not again, no matter what the human claims to offer us.”
Tamosmed glared at him.