Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, kid, everyone wants to believe they're "chosen."

But most days I sell only the finest homemade elixirs and potions.

Let me see this map.

...you need to know the road is dark and perilous.

Ma'am, yes, I run a small business.

Love peril. Big fan of peril.

So, what do we do?

[King] Hey, it's rude to stare.

Couple more months here and you won't look like such a mark.

Yes. Now go away.

What? But I just found the perfect spot. Why do I have to go?

I always suspected there was a reason

Three cheers for the Chosen One.

-[whimpers] -Luz, the human.

[birds twittering]

[sword] I shall smite my enemies! Ages six to eleven.

Nevareth, your vengeful backstory is so compelling.

And who might you be, with eyes full of curiosity?

We freed the oppressed and defeated the evil warden together?

Now I have concrete proof. [laughs]

Should you believe yourself worthy to attempt this quest...

Today you'll deliver packages and sell potions to that town over there,