'Listen, little one. You are brave to come here and help us. Maybe if you are fighting Orcs and flying bat-women anyway, you will do us another service? We eat the fruits of the earth -- root vegetables -- that grow in the gorges to the east, the old little people call it Duvairë. But now the Orcs and flying bat-women make it hard for us to gather them. If you are there killing, maybe you can bring us some vegetables, too?'