Back when they called me "The Great Darfen," I'm sure I looked as you do. Happy only when crafting furniture.

Then the politics started and Rayot was the only one who stood beside me against the fools who thought... Well, never you mind what they thought.

The point is you have a talent, fated unto you by the Empyrean Lords. You should craft something that proves your talent.

Player: "Am I good enough?"

Yes! You need to progress, else the Lords will get angry for squandering their gift.

You must craft Darfen's Plush Chair. It's a variation on a piece you may have made before.

The key is to continue crafting until you come up with the higher-end item.

Player: Accept.

You can buy the design you need from dear Rayot, the only one who understood me in the days following...

Well, my history isn't important to your crafting, is it?

Player: "I'll make you proud."

...and then they have the nerve to say, "Darfen, you have so much to share with the world."

How can I refuse to teach--teach!--after that?

Player: "I made the chair, your community-ness."

Look here, you clawless joker. Unless you bring the completed Darfen's Plush Chair, you remain unappreciated for your work.

I grow weary of students who waste their potential... and my time.

Player: "I can do this."

I was right! You do have the talent to progress.

This may be the best Darfen's Chair variation that I've ever seen.
Passion. Drive. Experts need these.

Two fields are more than enough to sap your energies. First, you must complete your study of the other field.

Only then, will I teach you the deeper secrets of Construction.

Player: "But I'm ready now."

You want more than destiny holds for you.

That ambition may serve you well in battle, but it confuses the crafting field.

You are made for greater things than furniture.

Player: "Thank you for your confidence in me."

When I was younger and they called me "The Great Darfen," I never once forgot where I came from.

I did not enter my studio and ask a patron, "Hello, is this your studio?"

I did not see my master on the street and say, "Sorry to bother you, stranger, but do you have the time?"

Player: "Right! I'm already an Expert."