You enter Lowburg, it's a sleepy, peaceful mostly human village that seems almost stuck in time. The simple wood, brick and stone houses, nestled into the forest's edge, stand proudly despite their age, puffing out smoke from their chimneys. You pass passes a simple stone wall with a "Welcome to Lowburg" sign, farm land and cottages, they walk across a wooden bridge over a placid stream, the sound of laughter and chatter from from children playing pretend. As you get closer to the center, you walk by some farm land and the communal water well. You finally enter the town square, there's several wooden market stalls, in the center is four statues on a pedestal, heroes who many centuries ago saved the village. You are quite hungry so you decided to enter the village bakery, you are greeted by delicious smells, there's several tables and chairs to sit and eat. You can see the kitchen and everything is very low to the ground, how strange.. come to think of it, display cases are also quite low to the ground, that's when you see her, the baker, she's a little elf, standing only 3'2" in height, on her stumps are custom-made boots that resemble cupcake wrappers, she smiles and climbs up some stairs to reach the regular size counter. Amy: "Hiya, I'm Amy, what would you like? I'm Lowburg's baker! My prices are quite fair my friend!"