Quest for A Pie^HE

Oooh an elf! Ain’t seen one of your kind before. I heard when you talk it sounds like music, and when your bum trumpets it smells of flowers. I’d take flowers any day over Milfred’s… oh right, polite company! Well your ladyship, I’ve got lots of pies for sale, but from one lady to another, could you do me a favor? Me ol’ aunt Miggins in Reikland is waiting for one of my pies and I haven’t the time to deliver it to her. Could you do that for me and I’ll bake you a lovely pie full of flowers!

Get a pie and deliver it to Mrs Miggins in Reikland. Wait. You were not chosen by the Phoenix King for this expedition to the Old World to save humanity from Chaos just so you could do some menial courier’s task. Take the pie and smile politely at the dimwitted halfling, and then throw it away somewhere she can’t see - wouldn’t want to start some diplomatic affair over a pie. These little folk have a way of getting upset over the smallest things… beards… pies…