When he showed the sculpture to the tavern’s drunkard Smith, a glimmer returned to his bleary eyes.
“Where did you get this sculpture?” “It’s a sculpture a kid named Brave used to play with.”
“I did want to have the kid’s sculpture… Did you perhaps steal it from him?”
Weed shook his head.
After his transformation into Orc Karichwi, he cancelled his Sculpture Transformation and returned to his Human form.
“No. I found the lost toy with difficulty and tried to return it to him, but he said he no longer wanted to play with it. Brave told me an elder wanted this toy, no, this sculpture, so I brought it here.”