The sun was high on the blue sky. The temperature outside was even higher. The fan was blowing. Suddenly I noticed a notification on my taskbar!
It was a russian fellow asking me how I came into possession of a certain magical stone axe.
He insisted on me telling me how I achieved such a feat and I had to give in. His pressure was insurmountable!
We chatted a little about my village's crazy trees and treeplanters pots. Then he discovers something odd!
I quickly came into a realization that I won't make it out of this conversation as easy as I thought. Suddenly, a flash of light overcame my clouded thoughts and I remembered, from this one shitface drunken night, that we had a huge celebration while crafting the axe!
The questions came wave after wave, and then I was confronted about the lower quality stone axe. Surely I still had it and I could sell it!
I then got offered something very valuable. But I quickly retaliated with another idea...
Lastly, the friendly russian fellow asked if I could perform the Service of the Magical Cut:
The Gods, of course, had different ideas, so I had to tell him the truth:
Unfortunately the friendly russian had enough of the Magic of the Hearthlands for that day, so there's no more conversation to follow up with.
And what do you think? Would you like me to sell you this magical q900 axe for a golden egg? Share your thoughts below!