A Little Out Of Her Depth Here

[thecookery]

FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Avery
RECIPIENT: everybody!
WHAT: A little information gathering for the near future
WHEN: current
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: None for the moment!

Right, so... [Ugh, she almost forgot how much she dislikes using these things. Keep it short and... well, "sweet" is a bit of a stretch.] Here's a question for all you other saps who got the boot from the mountain to head up northways soon.

What are some of your favorite meals?

Comments

[inagutterson]

Ratisserie.

[You heard that right.]

[thecookery]

Seriously??

[Is everyone conspiring together? Why is this her life?]

the right journal this time

[inagutterson]

You don't know the rich history of rats, they're a delicacy where I'm from. [Excuse you he boiled bones and questionable mushrooms in a pot in the dark, he is not a picky dwarf.] We can't all be decadent.

They have a bad case of very large crabs out by the Wounded Coast. Or good, depending how you look at things - what are your feelings on crabs and butter? [Avery please, he is going places with this, he is a native.]

[thecookery]

Not many crabs up in the mountains to try, but I suppose I'll have more than a fair share soon.

[inagutterson]

Have you ever caught crabs? It's a complicated process.

[thecookery]

No. But catching's not my job.

[inagutterson]

Catching is the fun bit out on the Wounded Coast, crabs bigger than you or I. Needs time. Lots of butter for the catching, not just the cooking. I've had a cut of bronto stuffed inside a gurn once at a family dinner, do you know how to do that?

[He did not eat that.]

Better not know nug recipes though, the children would weep.

[thecookery]

[She listens to most of that, pauses a second... then chooses to ignore it.]

What children?

[inagutterson]

My twenty children. What can I say I'm a profligate dwarf. They aren't like dwarves, they can't just accept their siblings being eaten.

[Did he say his children were nugs because by the way his children are nugs.]