Even if it was just Kendellev’s descendants, Weed wanted to meet them somehow.
“They say he didn’t. He liked to travel by himself so much that he didn’t marry and lived all of his life alone. Even the location of his final resting place remains unknown. We Dwarves can only cherish the pieces we make everyday.”
“That’s right.”
The Dwarves were a race who had great pride in their equipment, protective gear, and artwork.
“I can’t believe that he would destroy his life’s work so that no one could see it. Although it’s only conjecture, a place that is difficult to find… I think his work could be contained in a hidden place that only the most outstanding craftsman, even amongst us Dwarves, can enter. If it’s an exceptional Sculptor, he or she might be able to discover it.”
Weed nodded his head.
“That could be possible.”
“Please let me know in the event that you are able to discover traces of that person, because I want to rub it in the noses of arrogant Elves and Humans.”
Ttiring!
- Sculptor Instructor Jorbid’s Request.
An unbelievable story was disclosed in the Dwarven Sculptor’s Guild since antiquity.
The Dwarves claim that there was a Sculptor who could craft fire and water, light and darkness, amongst them. However, others don’t believe this claim.
“While the Dwarves may be a race that can produce an amazing quality of weaponry, no matter how talented they are, their artistic talent is like that of a child’s. Since they’re short, even if they say they know how to sculpt, how can they? Hahaha!”
The Elves’ insulting remarks echoed throughout the forest.
“The Dwarves have still yet to learn about the mystery and beauty of nature.”
Although their words were very degrading, the Dwarven race would not protest.
For Dwarves to regain their pride, one would need to find traces of Dwarven Sculptor Kendellev’s work.
Difficulty: Dwarven Sculptor Race Quest.
Reward: Honour among the Dwarves
Quest Limitations: Only available to Dwarven sculptors.
If the quest should fail, Dwarves will receive the same hostile treatment from Humans as that of Elves.
Bystanding Dwarves who were listening to the story tried to discouraged him.
“The Instructor have also tried to give me this quest before.”
“Don’t accept this. This is an inferior quest that they give to any Dwarf who thinks of picking up Sculpting. If you accept it for now, it’s hard to forfeit it later, and it’s an impossible to clear quest. I swear.”
“I accepted this quest, but no one knew anything about Kendellev. It’s a quest that I gave up on after suffering for two weeks trying to complete it. I suffered a lot to recover from the loss of fame and intimacy.”
The Dwarves were trying to stop a Dwarf they had never seen before, and kept encouraging him to refuse the quest. However, there were also extremely curious.
‘But this time, the explanation and the description of the quest is a little different…’
To be honest, it varied greatly.
But because he and many others were curious about Kendellev, they were forced to accept the quest and investigate him.
It was a racial quest; they accepted it because they thought there would be additional bonuses after succeeding, but there were many Dwarves who regretted accepting it.
However, unlike before, he gave Weed more details and kindly explained. They carefully observed how his fame and intimacy as well as the difference in his sculpting skill changed the dialogue of the Instructor.
And then Weed said.
“I believe it is a fact that we Dwarves, once had a great sculptor among us. I will definitely look for evidence to snub it in the Elves arrogant noses.”
- You have accepted the quest.
“Thank you. I’m hoping you’ll find it.”
As a means to show gratitude, the Instructor presented a carving of an Elf.
“Oh! He already accepted the quest.”
“Even though I begged him not to that much..-nim, please abandon it before it’s too late.”
The Dwarves who were beside him grew impatient.
To be honest, they were anxious.