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Altlan's wide-open eyes scan the room from Tess's shoulder.
As the party is deciding on a course of action, a tawny owl quietly swoops into the room and lands on Tess's shoulder. She absentmindedly retrieves some seeds from her pocket to feed it which the owl happily pecks away at.
Anar takes flight off of Daina's shoulder, following the little fiery bird with haste.
The colorful bird circles once and squawks, landing near Grit. He turns his head sideways, then speaks. "Hello, hello! You can scout ahead and I'll watch behind?"
Lindale & Toramin: As you make your way to the mess hall, more or less talkative, you are greeted by the enthusiastic wave of 'Chef Georgy'. He's the head cook for the army, big enough to wrestle a bear, wit as sharp as a rock, and has the biggest heart you know of. He's the kind of guy that knows every bodies name and always has a kind word. As you he approach he gives some directions to an insubordinate, then puts down his ladle and walks over "Oi, good to see you, both of you! You know Lindale, I just got a shipment of those mushrooms you like, the ones that grow underground. Names in elven er sometin and I can't remember it to save my life, but I know how to cook em don't I!" he laughs and claps Lindale on the back. The mushrooms he speak of are called Thrunihar and grown in your homeland, and are rather a pain to cook but are excellent if done well. "And Toramin, I think ye'd eat about anything I threw at you...but I tell ya what. Ye know the Teyrk lake? I sent some of the kiddies over there and managed to get a dozen strings of trout! Can't remember the last time I had fresh fish for ya. How bout I whip em up together, the fish and the mushrooms, I'm sure I can make it work!" |