"Dis is takin' too longz"
Morg dragged the tree next to the ship and left it upon the ground.
"Nowz fer some foods"
Morg looked around, he then saw yet another mysteriously appearing platter of prime Halfling-made Big Moot sandwiches. The aroma of three all-meat patties, Hot Pot sauce, Diced lettuce, Goats cheese, Onions, Pickles on a Caraway seed bun was divine. The smell wafted upon the breeze around the camp