"Sometimes thugs fight. Keep your distance, Anya." James explained, looking down at his daughter.

"And I'd refrain from playing from animals. It might be rab-" he paused as he looked up, seeing a three foot tall squirrel with a crossbow. James bit his thumb, and confirmed he wasn't dreaming. "That squirrel is huge."

"Hey squirrel! You're huge!" he called. "Can you talk? ....Is this town enchanted?"
He turned down and said quickly, "Anya, don't drink the water here."