A female human stepped up, mid-twenties with dark hair and a golden glare. She looked like she wanted to strangle the butcher.
The master butcher ignored her and made a gesture.
The apprentices rushed to take down the carcasses and take away the pelts.
She turned the glare on Krow.
He smiled at her, unperturbed. She huffed, crossed her arms, ignoring the apprentices wiping down the tables.
Two slabs of cold meat were placed on the tables.
"The challenge, slice these pieces of Swordhorn Elk meat in Magmigant Stoneroast style!"
Krow had never been to magmigant territory, but there had been restaurants popping up some years after the Quake, as the transmigrators adapted to Zuskenar that sold magmigant-style barbecue.
Magmigants were a race that lived near or on volcanoes.
