Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tales

There is an elf who asks me many questions. He does not use my name. His questions are not good ones. Tonight he asked me to list all things which go. I did not.

He told me my hat is not scary. He is wrong.

There were trolls near us. They were slaves. He told me they had broken spirits. I made him explain, but he did not make sense. He said they were afraid, but did not show fear.

Next time I will ask him what he does with his slaves.