a kitchen in the wilderness is a hard concept to believe. and yet, a stray cook had wandered out to the fields beyond, setting up shop in his travels through the green lands.
there was little explanation to who he was, or why he was out on his own, carting around a number of food stock and cooking meals on the fly. he would be giving away his wares if only he weren't limited by materials; the crafts meant nothing to him, he said once when he was questioned.
players had learned to accept these words. and they would accept his meals, too.
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