“I do not believe it to be… appropriate...” he said, trying to worm his way out of this without coming off and sundering his reputation. He glanced to his right and down to the street. Several griffons and ponies had stopped their business and were looking up at the commotion. Crap. “I do not know where the village in question is…” he offered. ’For fuck’s sake, this is so not my problem.’ 