There you are─an' with fingers an' toes still attached! I take it that means the alchemists were right after all.
Good, good─these'll do it. Mixin' mudstone into water makes a paste that keeps the skin safer from sun an' wind than just about anythin'.
You might not think it to look at 'em, but hippos have a delicate hide. If you don't keep it nice and moist, it'll crack like so much mud on a hot day. We're really in your debt this time.
Sure, maybe you could've just broken up the stone with a hammer an' chisel...but now I don't gotta worry about someone accidentally settin' those demolishers alight an' blowin' us all into the next life, neither.