Kale looks away from the party and over towards another well equipped person. "There are so many of you people here today. I'm not sure if this town can handle many more." Kale sits on the edge of table. "The only work we've got is lumber cutting and what these fine travelers are planning on doing. Which do you think is more your speed?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The butcher shakes his head. "Nothing anyone knows for sure, but some people are saying magic. Something this strange happens, it has to be magic." He steps behind his till and pushes some buttons and makes a note on a pad of paper. Tearing away the slip of paper, he smiles. "We're in the lovely town of Heldren, a southern town where the weather stays warm most of the year. One gold for the lady."<br/>He returns to his back counter and begins cutting away some finer cuts of pork for Riley. He makes quick work of the butchering and hands some chops wrapped in waxed paper to Riley. "Anything else I can help you with today, miss?"<br/>