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[color=9e0b0f]Time:[/color] [color=silver]Morning[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Location:[/color] [color=silver]Aldrakh[/color]
[color=9e0b0f]Interactions:[/color] [color=silver]Astra[@FunnyGuy][/color]
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With a voracious look in her face, Myra continued waiting expectantly as she listened to Astra discussing with the orcs. While Myra should probably pay attention at what Astra was saying, she was currently too busy being entranced by the piece of meat. The sound of the meat sizzling and the juices evaporating as they touched the hot embers below, the way how the fire was carefully roasting every side of the meat as it continued slowly spinning over the fire, the juices from the meat slowly dripping into the fire, evaporating as they touched the hot embers below, even the smell the meat gave off, having no unnecessary spices or condiments, just the pure flavor of the meat and some salt to enhance it, everything contributed for Myra to be completely distracted and entranced by it.

While Myra did like and enjoyed the raw meat she hunted, being a predator herself, thanks to Astra's influence, she had discovered the wonders of cooked food and recently started developing a taste for it. From the seasoned meat she ate back on the inn to this one she was going to eat now, each food had a different taste from the other, according to the type of meat, how it was prepared and even the spices used.

It was only when Astra had a strange reaction when talking to the orc that Myra finally looked away from the meat, trying to understand what was going on. Unsurprisingly, Myra wasn't able to really grasp what exactly the orcs and Astra were talking about, both due to some words she didn't know and because Myra didn't really know how to 'read between the lines'. What she did understand though, despite being a complicated word, was when Astra mentioned 'bargaining'. She had already used that word a few times before and always when she was trading shinies with other people. Somehow, Astra seemed to always be able to convince the others to give her stuff for less shinies than they had initially wanted and in some rare cases, even for free. While Myra already had a very basic idea of the value the shinies, or 'Amas' as she called had, she didn't yet understand the weird magic Astra used to always have trades go her way.

Unsurprisingly, it seemed Astra was successful once again, judging by the tone of one of the orc brothers. Myra was about to start devouring the meat, without even bothering to cut it away from the bone as Astra called her, asking for a bite. More specifically the first bite. While Myra didn't really have a problem with sharing some of her meat with her travel companions and was considering doing it even without receiving nothing in exchange, she definitely became more motivated once Astra mentioned that if Myra helped her, she would consider not having her wear the annoying 'clothes' again.

With nothing really to lose, other than a few seconds of waiting before she could sink her teeth into the meat, she nodded vigorously, approaching the meat and showing her claws, looking to Astra almost as if waiting for her to say which piece of meat she wanted and the exact size before Myra cut it for her.