Kachina - Red Oak Tavern & Inn<br/>The morning is slow for the Red Oak, only two patrons had come for breakfast this morning. The two venerable men seemed to have seen many harsh years, their worn clothes patched and mended dozens of times over. They seem to be having an argument on the taste of cockatrice.<br/><strong>"I tell you, I've had it before. It was like chicken, but a bit sour."</strong>, the bearded one huffs with furrowed brow.<br/>His friend didn't seem so certain,<strong>"You have not! You'd be turned to stone you fool. Don't you have any sense in that thick head of yours?"</strong><br/>The don't seem to notice Kachina, but with the low roar of the rain outside that comes as no surprise.<br/><hr/>Zev & Sigmund - Red Oak Tavern & Inn<br/>The two hunger for an early meal. Now awake, they can hear arguing of sorts beyond the door. Two voices, somewhat faint, but some of the words can be made out. They seemed to belong to men, one sounded angry and the other seemed to be questioning him. Both Sigmund and Marks make out the conversation is about cockatrice as food.