A wide array of expressions and eyes watch as you follow the Queen to her den, and a moss colored male bumps into you with a rumble.
"Pardon me! I'm Janje, the Herbalist, if you are feeling ill then feel free to visit my den. You'll never bother me even if it's something as simple as a cut." Janje winks a ruby colored eye before gathering his fallen herbs and carrying on. An odd but kind fellow, no?
