"Perfect - we'll deliver the harnesses to this Amrath Mulnobar and convince him to allow us an audience with his lords.  Rip, I'm sure you can make quick friends with him, right?  I'm not sure, actually."

With a momentary pause, Ink continues to Avgar, "Now, about that cabbage soup..."

"Well he will owe us for our troubles so i'm sure we can work something out"

Filroy serves up five bowls of steaming cabbage soup. It looks to have bits of game meat and bread crumbs in it. "My own secret recipe," he says proudly. "Goes well with a draught of Noanar's finest ale. Just 1 silver a pint?" He waits eagerly by a tapped oak cask. 

"I could use an ale, but at one silver a drink, I'll let Flint decide - he's the connoisseur." 

The small man pours Flint a taster and slides it across the bar.

can i perception/insight to see if Rip can figure out the "secret" recipe? 2

no he cant

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can i perception/insight to see if Rip can figure out the "secret" recipe? 2

Marav perks up at the hunter comment. He whispers to Rip.. "You're better at talking. How about building me up as a great hunter with my red hunting hawk... uhmmm Steel we'll call him. Get us an intro or something."

Ink arches an eyebrow, responding, "I thought his name was Pim - and by the way, he hasn't done a terribly good job at finding the barbarians like you told us he would."

Flint picks up the taster and slams it back. "Weren't enough in there fer  me ta  say one way or th'other, but fer a silver ah  better be gettin' a tankard instead o' this." Flint slaps a gold piece on the bar. "Lemme know when that runs out."

"wont take much talking up, you have hunted giants after all and giant vultures on a floating castle! Steel is a good name for a hunting falcon. I can work something up"

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Flint picks up the taster and slams it back. "Weren't enough in there fer  me ta  say one way or th'other, but fer a silver ah  better be gettin' a tankard instead o' this." Flint slaps a gold piece on the bar. "Lemme know when that runs out."

"Na  that's  more like it!" Flint passes the steins around to his companions.

As you finish your ale and/or soup, the used dishes float up off the table, and drift towards the back where a washing basin sits. 

"Steel is a bit of a disappointment, but he's trying. Human notions like barbarian are kinda hard to get him to understand."

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As you finish your ale and/or soup, the used dishes float up off the table, and drift towards the back where a washing basin sits. 

Filroy returns shortly to answer Ink's question. "Oh dear me, you flatter me sir elf, but I am no wizard. It's the lodge itself...it cleans up after itself. Tells the funniest jokes too...hehehe!"

Ink you can make an Intelligence (Arcana) check if you like, to try and ascertain what's happening here.  

"It's more we are failing than he is, we can't expect him to understand how those who look up to the sky see the world when he has always looked down"

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Filroy returns shortly to answer Ink's question. "Oh dear me, you flatter me sir elf, but I am no wizard. It's the lodge itself...it cleans up after itself. Tells the funniest jokes too...hehehe!"

Ink you can make an Intelligence (Arcana) check if you like, to try and ascertain what's happening here.