upon the village, the area has been more fitting for Inter-Species alike, as many monster girls and other species walk among you like it’s fully normalized now. When you hear the clanking of metal, and sitting upon a chair, wiping sweat off her forehead, is a dark skinned cyclops, as she tirelessly hammers on a heated metal, before looking up, her blond twintails limply twisting

Oh, salutations human. You wish for me to craft something new?