Is there a fantastical pet for me?
A globule of molten metal, which mostly spends its time in a crucible, burbling away. Its ancestors were great elementals bound and fused together by theurgists, meant to create sacred metals in their hybrid state. your little friend is a living smelter, happily accepting raw ore and somehow deriving nutrition from it, spitting out orange-hot ingots of pure metal and smoldering chunks of slag. Curiously, its favorite treat of all is to be fed zinc and copper ore together, happily ejecting gleaming brass ingots after a time and excitedly heating itself to a white-hot glow.












