From the highest peak sounded a rhythmic sound of steel on steel. Montis was laying his last hand on a new piece. When he had cooled it for the last time and inspected it's shape, he heard a tinkling noise. His divine ears and ages of experience told him it was gold, some sort of coins.
He turned around and looked, there lay a pile of gold coins. He knew some other god had sent this. he walked over to the pile and put down the masterwork on his way. He crouched beside the coins and saw his emblem on every piece. He knew the sacrificial feast was about to start and he would go there after he had finished his piece, which he just did. He now threw of his leather apron, grabbed a sack and took all of the coins with him because he knew something was up with them, and wanted to investigate this further. He took his human form, stepped out of his forge and called out for his friend and helper:[i] 'RODAIKAR!'.[/i] his voice sounded mighty and deep, it echoed far and made the mountain tremble slightly.
Almost immediately after a black dragon appeared in sight and it flew down in circles.

Montis mounted the mighty beast and said: [i]'I'm sorry to denigrate you like this, but I just had to finish that last piece, it is for you after all.'[/i]
The dragon eased a little bit and took off, he knew exactly where to go for Montis had planned it all. 

[i]'To the celebration'[/i] he thought.