Provisions for War

Baggoth's Wall stands! But let me tell ye, it ain't standin' on full bellies?

This war with the Dragonmaw dogs has been hard on our folk. The countryside's crawling with threats, and our farmers?gods bless 'em?are holed up in Dun Kithas, their fields left fallow.

We've been gnawin' on roots, berries, and tough old legumes for months! And let me tell ye?this is no diet for a proper dwarf. I need a solid boar flank, roasted slow in beer, with thick-cut bread and butter to soak up the drippin's?

Ahem! But more than cravings, it's morale. My lads on this wall fight day and night, and they haven't seen meat in weeks. We can't leave our posts, but you? you look like you've got strong legs and a good aim.

Go into the hills and bring back fresh Stonehide Boar Flanks. The wall and Dun Kithas both will thank ye for it.

I would do anything for a proper feast.

<Mountaineer Lightboots leans in and sniffs the meat with an almost reverent sigh.>

By the stones! That smell? it's glorious!

Now where's that blasted cookpot? We'll boil some, roast the rest? or maybe dry it to keep for later? Ah, the possibilities!

Ye've done more than fill a belly, <race>. You've helped lift the spirits of a whole outpost. And believe me, that's worth more than any blade.