Buzzbox 525

Over the boiling noises and dripping sounds coming from the machine, you hear Wizbang's wavering voice call out.

"Nexsht onesh far south down the road. Shouldn't be hard to find... jusht off to the shide... near a fensh. I think I hid it in shum bushesh... Bushessh. Hehehe... Yesh, Buzzbox 525 takes grizzled scalps from thoshe grizzled thistle bears. Boy thash a mouthful. Grizzshled... Hehehe..."

You hear more gulping sounds as the machine cuts out. Then, suddenly, it bursts back to life.

"4!"

You hear singing coming from Buzzbox 525.

"Though crawler wine's shweet, and thresher ale fine, and moonstalker moonshine ish grand. There's nothing sho dear, as a thistle bear beer, and shoon I shall have shome on hand!"

The hatch is open and awaits the 4 grizzled scalps as you hear the song repeated over and over.

"Sho yash gotsh the scalps in? That'sh sho great... Wha? Well, yesh I shuppose ya have realized that I can speaksh to ya without the materials in the machine. But I was telling the truth when I shaid they were broken!

See, in addition to being communimacation toolsh, the Buzzboxes also brew and distill fine liquor. Shorry for any deceptshion, but the nightelves do not apprecimerate my liquor trade in their townsh. I put shomething special in thish box to show my gratitude for yer effortsh. Enjoy!"