Series: Folktales of Tamriel

There once was a nix-hound. There once was a patch of ash yams. The ash yams were succulent, but they were also atop a high hill, where none of the animals of the Ashlands could get to them easily.

“If I did not have toes, I would not have toes to stub.” He looked down at the offending toes. “I am sorry, but you are causing me pain, and therefore you must go, so I will no longer be troubled by you.”