Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151207231213/@comment-24141785-20151211000042

"Now that's being very subtly."

"They have gourds..." The Breton smirked, before trying to recall the stock. "They have a variety of stews, dumplings, braided bread, crosatas...

And apparently... a bowl of butter." Gabriel eruptly stopped, slightly confused. "They... sell that... to eat?"

"That's... Something new."