<span style="color: red">"Then we'll have to go out and get one. Think of it as a tribute for your family being so kind to my Daughter and I, people you could have easily denied access to. Excuse me, shop keep! I want to try hunting one of these creatures but don't want to upset the natural uh... cycle of this place. How do I know which are good to hunt and which should be left alone? I don't want to anger the locals."</span>A Tauren stuck his head out from the tent behind the shop and looked at Singe before to Shauna. "With all due respect, I don't think either of you are fit for hunting Plainstrider this time of the year but I'm also not going to argue with something that breathes fire... or sleeps with a god. Currently all types are safe to hunt, the males are usually have a more 'gamey' flavor and are tougher, they're usually more brown and taller. The females are more tender and have a flavor not too different from any other poultry, they're usually more yellow. That said, we only ask that you kill what you can eat." Singe nodded with a smile.<span style="color: red">"Thanks, I am a visitor to this land and would one day like to visit again, I will be careful not to spoil my welcome."</span>The Tauren cocked an eyebrow when the wyrmkin smiled but nodded and headed back to his tent. "Good hunting."<br/><br/>The Troll caught the towel and looked at it for a moment before carefully drying herself off.<span style="color: purple">"I have felt worse, being itchy is nothing like the time I tried to eat my first spider."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>