Dionysus You don't note anything specific. Arlie pointed out the most magical things: a feather in a glass case (peace), a crown of gold (sun), a heavy dagger (earth).

Jack_C I'll check out the dagger.

Dionysus It's /heavy/, & when you grab it it says something in dwarven. Do you speak dwarven?

Jack_C at a 9

Dionysus "Be ye the smith what made me?"

Jack_C "Uh, no I'm afraid not."

Dionysus "Then I suppose yer can live fer now."

Dionysus "What yer want?"

Jack_C "Oh. Well thank you. So er...what's your name?"

Dionysus "Mangil Scazamaste."

Jack_C "And you're lookin' to kill the smith what made you?"

Dionysus "If the opportunity presents itself."

Jack_C "What's 'is name?"

Dionysus "Macalma."

Jack_C "What'll happen when he dies?"

Dionysus "If I had legs, I'd dance on his grave. If I had excrement, I'd shit on it. As it is, I'll live with just seeing him die."

Jack_C "Why?"

Dionysus "I was once pure living iron! Now I am some tool to be manhandled by petty mortals, flesh things. Is this not reason enough?"

Jack_C "Okay. So...what would return you to livin' iron?"

Dionysus "I don't know. Magic? Miracles?"

Jack_C "You want that, or you wanna kill Macalma?"

Dionysus "Both!" He barks.

Jack_C "So you wanna kill Macalma then return to living iron."

Jack_C "If you could return to living iron without killin' macalma, would you do it?"

Dionysus A pause. "Perhaps."

Jack_C "Then I'll see if I can't help ya."

Dionysus A grumble, then, "You might be all right for a flesh thing."

Jack_C "Thanks."