"Some of it is learned by trial-and-error" Larek admitted. "This is quite the conversation we've been having in bed, if I may say so. I married such a smart female."

"And the food has to be stored so it won't spoil" Veax added. "That means a lot of salting and pickling, and a lot of food taken straight from the barrel. Not exactly fine dining."

Orna nodded to Tran, then she stepped inside, and found that it was indeed a restaurant, complete with round wooden tables and cushions to sit on. Not long after arriving, a tall green dracon in formal black robes greeted them.

"Would you like a table for four?" he asked, adjusting the sleeves of his robes a little bit. 

Orna smiled, happy to have found a nice place so soon. "Oh, yes, please. Preferably outside, overlooking the water."

"That will take a few minutes to open up" he told her.