Old Scrumble lives in a pile of moss, and only raises his head to dispense morose advice. His voice is soft and mournful. He smells like the forest floor. Please do not throw rotten hedge apples at Old Scrumble.
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Hello. How could I say, earn the trust and heart of Old Scrumble? Can I run errands for him? Can I plant anything he likes? Can I bring him a special treat to eat? Should I bow first or leave a gift? I love Old Scrumble and I want to be his Patron and Friend. Will he mentor me?
You are his friend
He has no Patron and No Loyalty
Except to the Soil
As your mentor he implores you to remember this
and bring him
“an large Acorn”




