Yeaaahh it was going to be a few days before all his tastebuds were working again, but for the moment Tal had no regrets. While Ronin wrote down the recipe the courier started poking around the kitchen looking for some milk to cool his throbbing tongue.
"Uh... I mean, sure?" he hazarded a reply to the Commander's question. "Cow cheese is kinda rare. Most of the local stuff is from sheep or reindeer. We're gettin' more herbs growin' in the greenhouse now, though." Something they'd worked to tidy up in preparation for LongNight. "So there's a bit from everywhere, if y'know where to look."
Giving up on the search for relief - maybe he could hit a tavern on his way back - Tal ambled back to join Ronin by the second muffin pan, looking proudly down at the creations he'd helped to... er. Craft. "Kinda weird that the Fiat Lux is in the Feverlands this time," he noted a little dubiously. "After the Festival of Lights. D'you think someone's maybe playin' a trick on us?"
"Uh... I mean, sure?" he hazarded a reply to the Commander's question. "Cow cheese is kinda rare. Most of the local stuff is from sheep or reindeer. We're gettin' more herbs growin' in the greenhouse now, though." Something they'd worked to tidy up in preparation for LongNight. "So there's a bit from everywhere, if y'know where to look."
Giving up on the search for relief - maybe he could hit a tavern on his way back - Tal ambled back to join Ronin by the second muffin pan, looking proudly down at the creations he'd helped to... er. Craft. "Kinda weird that the Fiat Lux is in the Feverlands this time," he noted a little dubiously. "After the Festival of Lights. D'you think someone's maybe playin' a trick on us?"
