Culling

"Mmh?"

"What's the matter Gartran?"

Standing atop a slight hill within a wide clearing amidst the jungle, tall trees, their canopy a gorgeous dark green, grew was far as was possible, reaching the ceiling, some growing from the ceiling directly as fertile soil was to be found there as well, the sheer amount of natural resources was opulent, extravagant to the feasters, used to living in caves and scouring jagged edges in the search of food, beasts, plants and fruits were everywhere here, but the unnatural nature of this cavern severely affected the food, making it much less fit for the preparation of their meals and feasts.