[I only ever managed to find political or geographic Khorvaire maps. A geopolitical one is a great boon.]<br/><br/>Linda was visibly disappointed to discover that she wasn't the only one called upon meeting up with the others being similarly called as it means her fantasy version of events was obviously not the case. The armed men with her merely tighten ranks silently.<br/><br/>[DC 23 Perception. Rolled 13+8=21 Failed.]<br/><br/>The cooked girl as the rooms centerpiece first causes a moment of shock. The contemplation followed by curiosity, another growl of her stomach, and finally a simple question. "You going to finish that?" she asks while gesturing to the Binbun.<br/><br/>[DC 12 Knowledge Arcane. Take 10+13=23 Passed.]<br/><br/>"All the way to Korranberg before the Waning of Dravago?  If the behavior you're talking about is the one I assume you are consider me more than motivated to make the journey. So very stressful to keep my appetite in check while abroad and I've spent a lot of time abroad recently."<br/><br/>"Considering how long by trip back here from Karrnath took I'm inclined to say teleportation is our only option to make it in time. The road to Wroat alone is nearly 500 miles long." [According to the provided map's scale and some number fudging to compensate for the curves and such anyway.]<br/><br/>The sudden reopening of the door and resulting cacophony causes her to turn toward it in surprise and even gets the attention of her guards for a moment before the fact it's just goats comes to light. Being offered a simple goat while there's a Binbun on the table causes her to gaze back at the roasted girl disappointedly. However, free live food when one is hungry for something live is free food able to scratch said itch. Without further trepidation Linda stops looking the gift horse in the mouth and pounces on one of the goats. Which she quickly gulps down like it's nothing. Considering the fact the only mind she pays the struggling animal's bulge as she rises back to 'standing' from her predatory moment is to retie the sash that came undone as it pushed her middle outward above the new bulge it may have been just that to her. "Less filling than what I was hoping for but it takes the edge off. I suppose it'll have to do." She soon starts hungrily rubbing the bulge while making hopeful eyes at the Binbun, young harpy, and pretty much anything else remotely edible.