Zavakri looked just as enraged as Gabriel, but she fell silent as Aurora spoke up and salvaged the situation. As Gabriel gave his tirade, Charm simply sipped her tea while Bavlorna stood up to loom over the group. But when Aurora spoke, she seemed to calm down and lower herself back to her perched position.
"
At least one of you knows your manners to a gracious hostess,"
She gives a few more raspy chuckles, and she speaks again, "
Now then...here are the three chores you must complete before you can ask for my aid,"
She counts off each chore with a long, gnarled finger,
"
My Preservation Pool. It won't fill with water. One of the wells is clearly plugged. Fix it,"
She uncurls a second finger,
"
Find my Big Book of Bad Blood. It's gone missing. It couldn't have been taken too far from here,"
She then raises the rest of her fingers to show an open hand,
"
And finally: Pick up a package for me. I'm a taxidermist, you see. And a Bullywug hunter should have my next projects ready for me,"
Meanwhile, when Brutrumukk and Jub open the door to the room on the side, they would see that Bloody Toes was not joking about the alcohol...
A contraption made of entangled copper tubes connects to a pot-bellied boiler and a dozen cylindrical containers, which in turn sprout even more tubes that feed into buckets. Barrels are clustered in the southeast corner, and a worktable in one corner of the room has bits of copper and metalworking tools strewn across it. Light filters in through the green, diamond-shaped panes of glass set into the window.
Jub would definitely recognize this as a Hooch Distillery. Bavlorna has been making her own alcohol.