An Anvil Like No Other!

Klink klank, klink klunk. Dese stunty anvils sound funny! Didn’t dey grease em properly wif squig juice when dey ran dis forge? Every anvil needs some gud squig juice to keep it from makin’ funny noises. We’z only got da small anvils ‘ere, I’s heard of mighty anvils da stunties made and left in other holes. Dem gits in da Hall of Da Bestest sed to me when dey wuz here for weapons dat dey saw a mighty big anvil where dey lived. Huge stunty anvil that four gobbos could work on at once! Wutcha say you bring me back dat anvil and I make sumfing nice for you!

Masta Smitha Glix grows weary of working on his small smithing anvils and dreams of something bigger. Orcs from the Gutstabba tribe, who currently quarter in the Hall of Da Bestest, told him of a mighty anvil they saw there. Perhaps if you could get some more information from these orcs you could retrieve this anvil for ‘something nice’ in return.