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::Actually, there's something I've been craving... / Sure could use a little help from a good-natured traveler like yourself. / There might be something you can do for me. / Well, now that you mention it... | ::Actually, there's something I've been craving... / Sure could use a little help from a good-natured traveler like yourself. / There might be something you can do for me. / Well, now that you mention it... | ||
::Oh, I can almost taste it now, my granny's famous [[Roasted Poultry Legs|Roasted Poultry Leg]], juice dribbling down my chin, smoky aroma filling the Yorner air. | ::Oh, I can almost taste it now, my granny's famous [[Roasted Poultry Legs|Roasted Poultry Leg]], juice dribbling down my chin, smoky aroma filling the Yorner air. | ||
| − | ::[[Salt]], [[Corn Flour]]{{sic|Corn Flour is not required for the recipe (but is required for A Taste of Home).}}, and [[ | + | ::[[Salt]], [[Corn Flour]]{{sic|Corn Flour is not required for the recipe (but is required for A Taste of Home).}}, and [[Poultry Leg]], simple yet perfect. Each ingredient playing its part, blending together into a symphony of flavors that dances on the tongue. |
::Now, turkey, that's the king of poultry, the juiciest, the tastiest. They mostly roam about in the forest. But if you're light on your feet, you might just snatch a chicken or a goose from the locals unnoticed. | ::Now, turkey, that's the king of poultry, the juiciest, the tastiest. They mostly roam about in the forest. But if you're light on your feet, you might just snatch a chicken or a goose from the locals unnoticed. | ||
::That's where the magic lies, in the recipe, the ratios, the method. It's like a sonnet to the taste buds, a memory that lingers long after the last bite. | ::That's where the magic lies, in the recipe, the ratios, the method. It's like a sonnet to the taste buds, a memory that lingers long after the last bite. | ||
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::{{dialogue icon|do it}} [A Taste of Home] | ::{{dialogue icon|do it}} [A Taste of Home] | ||
:::Fantastic! I can already taste the juicy, delicious poultry. | :::Fantastic! I can already taste the juicy, delicious poultry. | ||
| − | :::Get Salt, Corn Flour and Poultry Legs. Turkey tastes the best, but they're mostly in the forest. However, you might be able to snatch a chicken or a goose from locals if they won't notice. | + | :::Get [[Salt]], [[Corn Flour]] and [[Poultry leg|Poultry Legs]]. Turkey tastes the best, but they're mostly in the forest. However, you might be able to snatch a chicken or a goose from locals if they won't notice. |
::{{dialogue icon|no}} | ::{{dialogue icon|no}} | ||
:::No? Well, it was worth a shot. More bread for me! / That's alright. I'll just keep dreaming of that roasted goodness. | :::No? Well, it was worth a shot. More bread for me! / That's alright. I'll just keep dreaming of that roasted goodness. | ||