Hawk's Dark Flames roasted an entire smoker full of meat, and the aroma instantly began to spread through the kitchen.
The barbarians cautiously came over to inspect, while Hawk preened his feathers proudly. They would find no issues with his barbecue technique. He could roast any meat perfectly. He knew. He had tested that theory.
It was all in the seasoning, and in the setup. These meats were intended to be slow roasted, so he had to moderate the fires not to get the internal temperature too hot, and to allow everything to cook as intended, even if the process was accelerated.
They couldn't have tough meat.
The first of them took a brisket off the rack, harvested from one of the domestic earth element cattle that were raised near the city.
They were cheaper than the boars from the dungeon, if they had to pay someone for the meat. But that was why they had chosen to let Hawk start on this grill. Even if he ruined it, the loss wasn't as great.
