Ashley shrugs, "I mean it's not pastry but yeah. Thanks. I feel like I haven't eaten in days." Ashley shoves the food in her mouth quickly.
I am doing my best to keep track of the inventory as a whole as well, but it's a but beyond me to match what you did since Bear's not going to let me hog hours to manage your inventory. Also, I did some research and the coin purse wasn't Sildar's or Gundren's but the money in it is probably at least partially Sildar's but he didn't care to ask for it and he doesn't know you have it anyway. Officially an empty coin purse doesn't exist, can't be bought or sold or stored or used as material unless we're going to start keeping track of coin weight and I never liked that idea. When they started doing that for Space Engineers, it was unwelcome.
Cat takes the crude clay flask and cracks it open, it cannot be reclosed except with wax or glue. An overwhelming stink assaults her nose and she almost drops it. It's as good as a stink bomb and may in fact be a stink bomb. At this point, it's going to broadcast your location to anything with a nose. You can throw it in the stream to dilute it, burry it, or pour the contents into some other container, but it's going to prevent you from sleeping, eating, or thinking about much else. What it originally was could be liquified rats, fish, or a crude attempt at making alcohol without ever distilling it, in other words the left over mash that has continued to ferment. Alice may know if it's become a crude form of vinegar by testing it as an alchemist might. What you would do with crude acetic acid is another story.
Sildar smells Cat's concoction, "By the gods that smells like vomit, be careful with that."
>Could you take this pouch with you Nya? Be careful on the way back Nya so we don't have to rescue you again Nya! Leave this place to us Nya, see you in Phandalin Nya
The three say their goodbyes and wave as they make their way South.
