"Thank you. It's made from a local wild mountain goat called a spiral horn. They're quite capable climbers, and for the lucky few who can catch them, their horns are quite valuable and their fur make for resilient clothing. I used to see more of them around here however since this pass had been abandoned, instead of the goats flourishing more monsters have moved in and driven many of them higher towards the peak." Muriel sighs softly as she finished her meal. She didn't have much as she gave most of it to the guests. "If you go further down the mountains, do be careful. I've heard that a tribe of goblins have taken up residence in the ruined fortifications. I'd go clear them out myself, but they're smart enough to hide if they don't think there's anything worth taking. They'd ignore a lone warrior or hunting but they would be more willing to go after caravans or travelers like yourselves."