The dwarf turned around with a smile, all too excited to get some business going, and impressed with her customer's dwarven. "You asked the right woman! We've got plenty of dried fruits and meats, hunted by my brother, guaranteed to last until your next visit to Wintersedge." she responded in her own tongue, quick to show her several cuts of dried beef and venison.<br/><br/>"As for drink, most of the stillers around here sell direct to the taverns this time of year, they can't keep enough in stock during the harvest season. I don't know any stall that will have much to sell, but I can tell you have an appreciation for dwarven craftsmanship, so I can tell you The Bushy Beard on East Plaza street buys the good stuff, if you get my meaning."