The Legend of Greentits- Blueballs

"Greetings, traveller" said she. "Don't see very many new faces around here". "That doesn't surprise me much, considering there's basically nothing here" said he, in a soft tone, not at all fitting of someone of his size. Shocked by this, Greentits fell completely silent for a moment, expending a great deal of energy to avoid laughing. "Pleased to.meet you" she continued. "My name's Granshi, but everyone calls me Greentits". "Greentits?" the man chuckled warmly. "I'm Grajar,  by the way. Although most folks simply call me Blueballs". Greentits burst out laughing at this. But after observing the pained look on his face, she apologized profusely. She then offered to.buy him a bottle, which he politely refused. He then called the bartender over and ordered "a bottle of their finest Brandy". He promptly opened it, taking a large gulp from it before raising up out of his seat and heading for a small, secluded table in the back of the room. He then retrieved a long wooden pipe from his satchel and stuffed it with some type of flower buds from a small sack. He then snapped his fingers, which lit the. mixture, as if by magic and took a long, deep draw from it. After holding it in for about a minute he exhaled a huge cloud of smoke which seemed to spread throughout the large room. Greentits soon followed, taking a seat just across from him. He then offered her the pipe, which she obliged, and as they passed it back and forth Blueballs began explaining how he was in the employ of a famous Alchemist, and traveled the far reaches of the country collecting rare ingredients for an exorbitant fee.