The Elder Elf looked at the cupcakes that Cara had offered him, and then tentatively took one.
"That is surprisingly good."
"I know, right? I don't make the cupcakes myself, I simply hand them out." Cara agreed.
That news made the rest of the elves relax a little, as they were now certain that the cupcakes weren't some sort of chaos realm magical item that would inflict untold horrors on their internal organs.
The cupcakes were passed around the room, and the Elves smiled as they realized that they were made by a nature priestess of some sort.
The flavour of the magic was distinctive.
"Now, you were saying that our home collided with a world in the Immortal Realm?"
Karl nodded. "Indeed. You have collided with a world, and directly on top of a Darklight Host Guild House. It appears that you have had some negative interactions with the Guild in the past, going by the nicknames that you have for me."
