Walking slowly in the streets, a young elve is looking left and right towards the walls of houses, seeming to be quite frightened by such a no-tree place.
As she arrives near the Lemur, she has a cold looking at him. She thinks it\'s ridiculous to give shoes to someone who seems to already have some. Or that may not need them.
Anyway she makes her honeyly voice sound in the street, toward the Lemur standing on the pavement :
\" Excuse me, shall I ask you the way to the nearest tavern ? \"