Marduk let out an unsatisfied sigh as he picked various foliage around him in no actual order. He was hoping for once that he would get to have a little fun this time, not the same old test of his herbalist skills. He dreamed of having to take a human form and go into town and maybe nab a few things that the dealers say "brings you to former youth" or "makes you grow faster" He would like that last one the most, as he was one of the shortest he had ever met. After he realized he was starting to pick weeds and flowers he wouldn't need, he decided it was time to end his quest. Marduk jumped up and began for the witches home, hoping maybe this time she would say something "you really are good at this" or "best assistant ever". He longed for everyone to say that, though he didn't mind if the towns people didn't say so, he could beat them down like they were nails, and him a hammer. As he strolled to the home of the one he worked so tirelessly for, he noticed he had started shewing on one of the weeds and spit it out.
"stupid, think before you put stuff in your mouth" he mummered to himself as he bashed himself in the head. He had always had a problem with that, they called it pica, while he called it, eating bad things, it made him angry when he did things like that, but he understood he couldn't control it.