Well, the explanation of the large cowman didn't help. It was just to help them. Still, the arrival of more friends was sure to make this job go weller! Weller? Gooder? Whatever, it didn't matter. When the elf-man put the ring on and injured himself, Amitha was confused. Why did he have a ring that just injured himself? Was he one of those mass of chists she heard people around town talk about? They liked pain, didn't they? Or maybe it was that they liked pans. Amitha liked pans too. Especially when they contained food.

The arrival of a screaming harpy gave more information. Now the call of an enemy? That was something she could handle. All she had to do was hit it! Easy, problem solved. She was especially invigorated when she realized that farm meant food. If she did a good job, then she could get food!

So she went with the rest of the group to the farm. Their journey was uneventful. The joyous guard kobold appeared to greet them when they appeared at the entrance.

[b]"Yes! Here to help!"[/b] Amitha told the guard with a big thumbs up.