Disheartened by his lack of skills Leonadritia knows he would merely hinder these experienced few if he were to proceed with them. Hastily he gathers the various potions and weapons he has in his possession and drops them on the central table....
"Maybe some of this may help?..." he eagerly eyes the group?
They look down at the small horde and not wanting to hurt the inexperienced cubs feelings , they take some of the potions but leave the novice equipment and advise the cub to practice his arts while they are gone....

More scrrsms are heard ...closer now, Zombies perhaps, from the Dark Forest yet again catching an unsuspecting wanderer.......