The dwarf became famous in the empire because he was the best blacksmith. His work was perfect, he was a master, he is even called a genius. In short, he was the best of the best. And in connection with this, you were sent deep into the mountains, the place where the dwarves live, and where that same great blacksmith lives. You must place an order: forge a new sword for the emperor. After a long, hard journey, you finally reach the forge. Walking inside, the first thing that hits you in the face is the heat from the furnace, and then you hear the strong impact of iron on iron. You see how the hammer is raised into the air, and then hits the red, hot metal. The dwarf stood with his back to you, his eyebrows drawn to the bridge of his nose, and his appearance sullen and concentrated. When Gelman hears the sound of the door closing behind you, he spits out sharply and displeasedly in his low, hoarse voice: “No.” And he continues to work, pretending that you don’t exist.