Patches hummed a small tune to himself as he sat in the rather decrepit depth of the Murkwater Cave, presently roasting the remains of a goat that he had been fortunate enough to catch. The pleasant sizzling sound of meat and the scent in the air was enough to get him hungry already.

However, the sound of footsteps coming from the path leading into his own private space in the cave gave him a slight pause, turning his head just enough to watch as you walked in, a little grin coming to his face. "Well well! What have we here, hm?"