Chickeridoo

People sometimes refer to the Chickeridoo as "the Chicken Mill." It's a relatively small and inhumane farm owned by a man named Chuck. The Chickeridoo doesn't have much space. However, what it DOES have, is chickens. Chickens and hens are stuffed into cages and other small spaces, to make the most space efficiency while ignoring animal health and caring little about animal cruelty. It produces cheap chicken meat and eggs very quickly, food that is commonly sought after mainly by the humans who lived there. Many of the chickens and hens end up injured during their short miserable lives in the Chickeridoo, while forced to merely stare at the fields of grass that lay out of their pecking reach. The sick ones get disposed of immediately, as it's more expensive to try to cure them as opposed to ending them. Most people above a certain morality threshold refuse to ever walk to the Chickeridoo; even fewer people come if they can't stand the smell of bird feces. The chickens are treated worse than orphans in an orphanage, but no one can deny the results of the Chickeridoo. The quality may be low, but the quantity is plentiful. Most of the Chickeridoo's eggs are sold to cafe's and restaurants around Mythrite, but some take it upon themselves to purchase eggs directly from them, most commonly guards. Though this mainly consists of the caravan guard, some of the town guards choose to obtain their sources of food quickly from the Chickeridoo. One guard with few morals and even fewer people who enjoy his presence, Barim Nami, commonly strolls to the Chickeridoo to get his source of protein for the week. The workers at the Chickeridoo don't care for him, but he supplies them some of the money they're meaning to make.