"Risotto is a rice dish, yes. It's normally rice cooked slowly in a rich sauce. Kwama are a sort of giant insect creature native to this region. The Dunmer farm their eggs and meat. I think scribs are the young ones, but I've only ever tried the eggs. They're very popular in Cheydinhal and Bravil." And though Stratos pulls a dubious face at the thought of eating larval insects, he's not at all bothered about the eggs. He's used to those. "Guar are the beasts we saw on the road. There are quite a few varieties bred for different purposes: I expect this would be a smaller one. That's the safer option as far as dinner goes..."

He looks up as footsteps outside and a polite knock on the door herald a Dunmer girl with a hefty amphora tucked under her arm. She nods to them and sets the amphora inside, then brings in a basin to the dresser and fills it for them before bustling about her tasks, leaving the amphora in case they need a refill. Stratos catches Jim's eye and gestures to it with a half smile. "After you."