Trickster Imp: Life... Dreams... Imps... Where do they come from? And where do they go?
Suspicious Smallholder: Ahee hee hee!
Trickster Imp: Oho! You've done well to see through my disguise, mortaling. I was convinced I'd gotten the glamour just right this time!
Trickster Imp: I wonder...might your mind be as sharp as your eyes? Riddle me this, and your day will be a touch sweeter for it! Hee hee!
Trickster Imp: Ahem! Ready or not, here I come!
The trickster imp poses a riddle to Aleczan Knighthill.
One of three and one for all,With horns to heed the forest's call.
Who am I?
KanESenna.
OAppPesi.
EUnaKotor.
Trickster Imp: ...Is the right answer! Someone has a fine head sitting atop her shoulders, doesn't she!?
Trickster Imp: What's that? You demand extra sweets? Well, well, aren't we bold as brass!
Trickster Imp: You're my kind of mortaling, mortaling. As a show of my partiality, I will give you nine pumpkin cookies!
Trickster Imp: Ta-ta, mortaling. Be seeing you!
You obtain 9 pumpkin cookies.
The trickster imp drops a basket of treats and vanishes into thin air.
You obtain 3 pumpkin cookies.