The two brothers found themselves utterly bewildered and perplexed by Michael's cryptic words. Meanwhile, Michael led them away from Lady Griffy's cabin, stopping behind a tree strategically positioned to grant them a view of the house while also shielding them from the halfling's outbursts.
"You've lost your mind, he's definitely a halfling," protested Hal, his impatience making his voice tense.
Veer, however, furrowed his brow, looking at Michael with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty.
"We know him. His name is Poppy, the assistant of that old woman," Veer explained.
"If I'm wrong, which rarely happens, I'll apologize to the halfling. But if I'm right, knocking on the old woman's door might not be a great idea," Michael warned, his voice laced with a sense of caution.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Hal retorted, but his words ceased abruptly when Michael conjured emerald green flames.