When Manwë entered the smithy, he found the heat almost unbearable. Aulë was there, bare chested and sweating, working on something.
"I spoke to Ilúvatar earlier," Manwë said.
Aulë did not turn. "So did I. He is working on an interesting new subject. And this gave me a good idea for my next project."
He turned and made a step to the side. Now Manwë could see the tiny, bearded figure on the worktable.
"I will finally have more people to help me with my work. I will call them Naugrim."
Manwë shook his head. "Ilúvatar will be so mad."