It wasn't long before everyone started smelling something rather delicious. It looked like Muriel moved the roasted meat into a pot to be braised in a soup made of smoked nuts and berries, giving off an earthly sweet scent. Smelling this got Shortfang sitting up. "Uh.... Wait for Shortfang? Shortfang... Needs a minute okay?" The kobold got off the hard ground with some difficulty, stretching himself out as best as he could. "Ah, next time Shortfang sleep outside. No used sleep on hard floor." Pylia booped him in the face with the bedroll, however he caught the bedroll tightly and pretended to fall asleep while grasping onto it. "Shortfang I will toss you off this cliff if you don't wake up!"

After a few more minutes of foolery, Shortfang does put away his things and escape Pylia's wrath. Muriel was almost done cooking as everyone else went outside to prepare to leave once more. They take a little while longer however as Andras came up with an idea to put chains onto the wheels of the cart and wagon, so that they'd have more traction going up the wet slopes. Ferric did have some steel-link chains, usually for sealing doors and such, and wasn't against using them since he didn't really make much money selling them. It was around this time that Muriel was finally done cooking and offered everyone to have one meal with her before they'd leave. She created a braised goat with mountain nuts called Harspud and some wild berries, served with a bowl of wheat gruel and a mug of cold rain water. 

"I must apologize for making my guests cook yesterday, all I had was a bit of meat which I knew wasn't going to satisfy everyone. I usually live here alone, so a bit of goat over a fire is enough for me, but guests should have something finer than that. Fortunately I left early this morning to forage some berries and nuts to add to this otherwise bland meal." It wasn't half bad. It was rather salty, but the the sauce from the nuts and berries gave the meat a tender flavor that could be described as a sort of sweetness to it, almost like a jam but much more runny. The gruel was oddly pleasant with a hint of sweetness in it. A few more bites and you may realize that the gruel was made not with water, but milk.