"Ariathel, I think perhaps you should take up beekeeping."
“Hahren, are you even serious?”
“Bees need fields and fields of flowers. Flowers, especially the ones I pick. There’s gonna be competition, and I don’t think a single elf can take down a swarm of dragon-killing bees, let alone the entire nest. Think about it —I give Izzy a garland to wear on her head, and then a buzzing mob of hungry bees attack her head for nectar. Not a fancy sight, even if that does seem kinda tempting if we replace the Izzy part with a regular human.”
“With all due respect, I think I’m better off procuring them, instead.”
















