[b]"Improve life?"[/b] Albrecht paused for a moment, wondering how exactly that would happen. [b]"Like, some magic item that waters crops for you?"[/b] There was another pause. He was really feeling the limits of his own imagination here. [b]"Or like, a scarecrow that moves?"[/b]

He began lifting weird trinkets and objects up to scrub at the shelves underneath, turning only briefly to address the gnome again. [b]"Dunno, actually. Just sorta felt like it after a while? Least, I became less interested in inheriting my old man's forge."[/b]

Albrecht shrugged. [b]"What 'bout your family? They Kylliam folk?"[/b]