You know all those tiny hats that familiars wear? Well, around these parts there’s one man that makes ‘em, and he’s an elf, of all things.
Elves don’t have magic, see, ‘cos they got their immortality instead. So they dedicate their lives to crafts and the making of things. Still, they mostly keep to themselves and rarely leave their own kingdoms, but here is one, sewing away for hours and hours and hours in a barn outside the town.
From what I heard he’s been making hats for over a century, and still hasn’t tired of it. Before that, he made wooden carts. Before that, he carved stone. Elvish craftsmanship can’t be beat, they say, and I’ve yet to hear a complaint about his work.