To be entirely honest, the halfling was more or less making things up and she went along. The little woman recoiled at their words, putting her finger up to her chin in thought once again... "Oh!? Endless ale? Then they must be-"<br/><br/>She pointed her finger alternatively between Moira and Sharon, "Them wish-grantin' folk!"<br/><br/>The halfling raised her hand with a wide smile, "Ooh, ooh. I have a wish!" Viloet exclaimed, feigning ignorance as to the exact requirements for such a service.