Potty looks on in confusion as his comrades chat with the talking chest. He wonders not for the first time if this 'adventuring' is the right thing for him
" Oh poor fellow ", laments Potty , leaning over the gruesome remains of one of his victims. " Well I did offer you a mushroom. Perhaps next time, a little consideration of a friendly overture is in order yes? " He wipes the end of his walking staff on the rats fur, then follows ...
Potty considers the pile of refuse for a while and decides it is the ideal environment for Coprophillus corpusaugmentum - one of his favourite healing fungi. While the others stub their toes on useless lumps of metal, he forages for it and other pragmatic detrivorous organisms. Appologies for hiatu...
"You seem to know a lot about ants, Mr Chegs", pipes Potty, suddenly animated, "I...I find their association with fungus fascinating...dont you think?"