Won't Go Back to Barton Hollow [Pesto]

A raspy voice bid him enter. Álarr shifted his items and slipped to enter her den. Even before he laid eyes on her he knew her sickness was growing. He could smell the increasing stench of mold and fungus. Once inside he saw Pesto laying there, covered heavily in mushrooms. He set his items down. "Oh Pesto, I'm so sorry. I wish I had a cure but I have something that may help." He pulled a ceramic bowl from his bag then poured the tea from the waterskin into it. "Here, for your cough. I also brought an antifungal ointment. If you wish I'll trim those mushrooms and spread it on." It was useless to extract them but he could at least try cutting them back a bit and inhibiting their growth.