B: Gross!
P: Just an average run-of-the-mill giant toad monster. No big deal.
M: It was a Slurk. Not uncommon around here. Glad we took care of it now, rather than it sneak up on us when we have to get into the fen.
P: When? You’re so sure we’re going to have to go in there?
M: <Shrugs.> Seems like a probability. But now we won’t have to deal with the Slurk, hun!
P: Unless there’s another one. You said they were common.
M: Yeah. There’s probably another one.
S: <Prodding at the Slurk corpse with her shield> Do you think it has any loot?
B: It’s a dead giant toad monster? Do you think it carries platinum in its pockets?
S: You never know!
<The corpse gurgles at being poked.>
B: Stop it! I’m going to hurl!