[Weald- River]

Upon tasting the fruit, he'll discover that, while good, it's not nearly as spectacular as the boy claimed.

"Lift you bunch of lazy insects. You call yourself Bloodfangs?" Something's going on by the bonefire it seems. If takes a look, he'll see a group up pixies hauling at the spit the deer is roasting on. Hovering before the whole thing is a male pixie obviously much older than any Nadas has met yet. "If you burn it I'll shove all the charred parts down your throat myself." Looks like he's the one telling the others off.