DnD campaign

(*Let's assume I have like 16 geese, about 2 clutches worth with some room for predation) Hoss flags down Mary and starts to haggle. "Now Mary, these geese are something special. They weren't raised on any farm, and have been in the wild their entire lives. As you can plainly see, they are also quite plump. I'll tell you my thinking. Normally, I'd like 12 copper each due to their quality. However, they are getting on my nerves, and they are quite strong-willed. So I'll give you the lot for 150 copper." (Persuasion, 14 +3(Cha) +4 (proficiency and expertise in persuasion)= 21)(I may have missed something, tell me if so).

Hoss sighs, heaves himself up, and follows the kid. While doing so a flock of geese slowly lines themselves up behind him, single file.

A man enters the bar, damp and slightly disheveled. He approaches the barkeep (or someone who looks like they have authority) and says all frazzled-like, "Oh thank god! A reputable establishment! Would you, my good sir, happen to know where one could stable a gaggle of geese? Or sell them?" After this pronouncement, the man grabs a stool and plops down on it, apparently quite happy to get off his feet.