Carlov was so surprised when he saw Link descend to the gallery. Though he hardly saw the boy at all; he had shoved a picto right in his face.
"What's this?" The sculptor asked, taking it into his hands. "Oh, I see. It's a mothula, isn't it? Excellent work! It will be done by tomorrow. I must ask, where did you get this from?"
Link simply glared at him and stabbed a finger east, where the Forbidden Woods were.
"Oh, I see. You got it from that spire of overgrown weeds, eh? Out of curiosity, may I ask why were you there?"
"I was supposed to rescue someone there."
"Oh. I see that you were successful. Was there, by any chance, a dungeon boss?"
At this, Link sat down hard on the floor, defeated. "Yeah, there was, but I killed it before I got a good picto of it. I'm sorry. I know how much it meant for you to make figurines for the monster room, and I really wanted to complete it myself."
He looked like such a little kid, sitting on the floor, crossing his arms, and pouting. So Carlov asked him, "Well, why was it so hard to take the picto?"
"Because I got eaten up! Why else?" When Carlov heard Link's response, he visage turned into confusion. Link sighed and explained, "The boss was this gigantic plant bulb. These vines sprouted from near the top and stuck the bulb to the ceiling. It had these root things that would attack me. I would send it to the ground by slicing off each vine. When it fell, the bud would open up, revealing a monster's head in there. I tried to take a picto of the inside of the plant, where the monster head was. Then the bulb would close and and try to eat me. Anyway, I got so frustrated that I decided to weaken it first and then get a picto. But I forgot to do that."
"Oh," the figurine man said after hearing the lengthy explanation. "Well, chances are that you could have actually just taken a picto of the outside of the bulb. I could probably make a figurine from there. Boss pictos are hard to get, and I know that. So don't stress yourself out trying to get a difficult one. Look for an easier way. And these are the three most important rules: be sure the subject is the center of the picto, the entire body is taken, and it has to be facing you when you take it. You got it?"
Link nodded. "Yeah, I know. But now the monster room won't be complete."
"Well, don't think you've disappointed me or anything like that. While I'd like it to be complete, I'm just the carver. You and the other members of the club are the ones who bring me the pictos." Carlov grinned.
"Oh!" Link cried.
"What? What?"
"Why don't I just describe it for you? You can draw it and then sculpt it!" Link exclaimed.
Carlov blanched. "Um, I don't think that's a good idea. But we can try."
He rummaged the back of the room for a paper and pencil. Then, he placed it back on the counter, pencil at the ready.
"Okay, so there was a huge plant bulb. It was purple, I think. These thin, green vines were on top. There were, like, twenty of them, at least."
Carlov quickly scribbled down the bulb and the vines. He wrote "purple" on the bulb.
"No wait! It was indigo!" Link shouted.
Carlov crossed out "purple" and wrote down "indigo".
"And wait, the sides were rounder. I think," Link added.
Carlov sighed and set down his pencil. "Link, I really can't draw." And your directions are confusing! "This is why I need pictographs. Besides, I need to see the exact colors for my figurines."
Link stared at him. Then how did you know what color Gohma was? "So you can sculpt, but you can't draw?"
"Yes. Now go, shoo!" Carlov said playfully. "I need to make the mothula. Come back tomorrow."
Link smirked. "Sure. But tomorrow might come sooner than you might expect." Then he left up the portal.
It seemed like only seconds had passed when Carlov had meticulously sculpted the mothula to perfection. He put the picto of it in the "used picto" pile. Hmm, these pictos are taking up so much space. But I don't want to get rid of them, even if I don't need them anymore. What should I do with them?
Carlov very carefully brought the figurine to the monster room, across from his desk. He opened the door, entered, and placed it on its pedestal. He made sure it was steady there.
Oh shoot, I forgot the engraver. Carlov returned to his desk and started searching. Where is it? I thought I left it right here.
His eyes rested on the pictos. The pile was indeed large. Many of them were contributed by a boy in green that was also called Link. He'd certainly sent many pictos here, he thought. He grabbed the ones the blue-clad Link had taken, along with some tape and a pencil.
He first went to the Moblin and taped the picto on the other side, opposite of its inscribed description. Then, he wrote the date of when the figurine was made. Next, he went to Gohma and did the same. When he got to the mothula, he remembered he'd never found the engraver. So, on the back, he wrote the date and the description in pencil. He'd already memorized the Mothula's description from The Figurine Man's Handbook. It was a family heirloom.
"Mothula
Habitat: Forbidden Woods
Effective weapons: Projectiles of any kind, Deku Leaf
These large moths scatters scales in the air. Even using projectiles to clip its wings won't guarantee safety, since it can scurry around swiftly and release morths."
Afterward, he went to the common monsters room and taped the picto of the bokoblin on the side of the stand. In there, he heard a faint sound coming from above. Oh, Link must be almost here! Already? He hurried back to his place in the main room.
Just as he returned there, Link came to the gallery and walked up to the front desk. He looked very sleepy. "I've completed the figurine. It's located four doors to my left. My left, of course!" Carlov informed him.
Link glared at him. "What."
"I'm just kidding! It's across from me," Carlov answered. Link stomped there without another word. Carlov couldn't really blame his bad mood. He himself hasn't gotten much sleep either. It felt like the day had come so fast. Eh, it's probably just me. It's not like time could speed up! But it's strange that whenever Link gives me a picto, time seems to speed up. Well, I guess I'm just really absorbed in my work!