BOATPIG Page 157
You approach the dais and examine the Mole, it appears to be a standard Talpa europaea or European Mole but vastly larger. Having inexcusably skimped on your mole wrangling skills, and in the continuing absence of an ancient armoured adviser, you are somewhat at a loss of what to do next.
Fortunately for you the Mole awakens, yawns and asks if you have come to summon it to fight an escaped wild dragon in the tunnels of London Below. You nod and the Mole mutters something about ‘in accordance with the Prophecy’ before agreeing to come to the fight.
As you approach London the Mole asks how you intend to approach the beast, do you propose?