Immersive Ink

"Ah...right you have it Mr Moose" says Potty with evident disappointment, "Ill check the..er stumps and ar...logs then...sure to find a Bastonian Broadtop...ah."

The quivering of the nearby oxen reminds Potty of the enormity of the creature with whom he is having a discussion and the current predicament. Also remembering his manners, he asks "I say, Mr Moose, is there something I can do for you?"

Willie looks on with extreme interest while Potty converses with the Albino Moose. He perks his ears as if trying to understand, though of course he cannot.

"Is the mushroom hobbet speakin' wit the white moose, then???" Dougal thinks to himself when he hears Potty making noises he don't understand and the moose making similar noises back.

Not wanting to get trampled by a startled moose, Dougal the Black remains hidden so the odd-smelling hobbet can keep up his talkin'.

Tonneau wrote:The quivering of the nearby oxen reminds Potty of the enormity of the creature with whom he is having a discussion and the current predicament. Also remembering his manners, he asks "I say, Mr Moose, is there something I can do for you?"

"Are those NEEPS I smell? Neeps, neeps, neeps, neeps, neeps, neeps, neeps..."

Mr. Moose licks his lips hungrily and strolls purposefully toward the cart. He is on pace to reach it on the next Turn.

"Here now, Mr. Moose, Sir!" shouts Willie when he sees where the creature is headed. "You can't eat those!"

Chegs says, "Oi! Skip, maybe if we give the white beastie some turnips he'll be distracted and we can continue on our way? It is worth a try, right? I hope it wants the turnips & not us Hobs. Mooses don't eat us do they? I wish I could speak to animals"

He then, turns slightly to see what Skip says, but still keeping ready in case the great white moose decides to attack us.

"Oh dear" says Potty and melts back behind the cart. He stays well clear of the enormous white beast, completely oblivious to how any creature would actively pursue something as unpleasant as a turnip.

Farmer Skip is struggling to maintain control over his panicked oxen. "I can grow more turnips, but if anything happens to my team, I will not be able to plow my fields!"

Any final declarations for Turn 2? A reminder that Potty's Speak with Animals spell will expire at the end of this coming turn.

Pottys fungiphillic eye is drawn to the panicked oxen by Skip's wailings. He chastises himself at his selfishness in leaving the poor creatures to fend for themselves.

He ambles back to the beasts - keeping as far as possible from the giant white beast - and coos gently into the ear of the nearest one "Calm yourself my dear, 'tis but a harmless white giant, in search of neeps, not oxes, with which to break his fast"

Chegs puts his warhammer & shield aside, and tries to gather up a bag/load of turnips and slowly walks in the direction of the moose and see if it is Turnips he wants - if he gains its attention, he'll move off away from the ox-cart and will dump them onto the ground.

~I hope this works, i hope this works~ Chegs thinks.