The door to the tavern opens as a half elf walks in. He has tanned skin, the color closer to light cinnamon with short ears that are barely pointed at the shell. He has bright amber eyes that seem to hide little nuggets of gold in the swathes of brown. He has ruffled ginger hair and a neat handlebar mustache that seem to be kept well. A pair of goggles sit up on the top of his head, well work from use. He wears simple alchemist attire along with a satchel around his left side. He takes a seat and begins to thumb through a menu before sighing, leaning back. He fishes a pipe out of his bag along with a small baggie of herbs. He lights the bowl of the pipe once he puts in the herbs and inhales, exhaling a drag of smoke from his nose.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
The door to the tavern opens as a half elf walks in. He has tanned skin, the color closer to light cinnamon with short ears that are barely pointed at the shell. He has bright amber eyes that seem to hide little nuggets of gold in the swathes of brown. He has ruffled ginger hair and a neat handlebar mustache that seem to be kept well. A pair of goggles sit up on the top of his head, well work from use. He wears simple alchemist attire along with a satchel around his left side. He takes a seat and begins to thumb through a menu before sighing, leaning back. He fishes a pipe out of his bag along with a small baggie of herbs. He lights the bowl of the pipe once he puts in the herbs and inhales, exhaling a drag of smoke from his nose.
Felix waddles over and climbs onto his lap, yawning.
The door to the tavern opens as a half elf walks in. He has tanned skin, the color closer to light cinnamon with short ears that are barely pointed at the shell. He has bright amber eyes that seem to hide little nuggets of gold in the swathes of brown. He has ruffled ginger hair and a neat handlebar mustache that seem to be kept well. A pair of goggles sit up on the top of his head, well work from use. He wears simple alchemist attire along with a satchel around his left side. He takes a seat and begins to thumb through a menu before sighing, leaning back. He fishes a pipe out of his bag along with a small baggie of herbs. He lights the bowl of the pipe once he puts in the herbs and inhales, exhaling a drag of smoke from his nose.
Felix waddles over and climbs onto his lap, yawning.
The man raises a brow, looking around before looking back down at Felix. "May I.. help you?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Felix waddles over and climbs onto his lap, yawning.
The man raises a brow, looking around before looking back down at Felix. "May I.. help you?"
He leans against the man's chest, looking up at him sleepily. "No, not really. It looks like you aren't interested in anything on the menu. Do you have any requests?"
Felix waddles over and climbs onto his lap, yawning.
The man raises a brow, looking around before looking back down at Felix. "May I.. help you?"
He leans against the man's chest, looking up at him sleepily. "No, not really. It looks like you aren't interested in anything on the menu. Do you have any requests?"
"My tastes tend to be... Picky I suppose." He shrugs "have to choose what I eat carefully or bad things happen." He tilted his head "You a chef I assume if you are asking."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He leans against the man's chest, looking up at him sleepily. "No, not really. It looks like you aren't interested in anything on the menu. Do you have any requests?"
"My tastes tend to be... Picky I suppose." He shrugs "have to choose what I eat carefully or bad things happen." He tilted his head "You a chef I assume if you are asking."
He nods. "The chef, actually. I specialize in bringing things to the table that most people would throw away. I pride myself on being able to..." he yawns. "...cook anything."
He leans against the man's chest, looking up at him sleepily. "No, not really. It looks like you aren't interested in anything on the menu. Do you have any requests?"
"My tastes tend to be... Picky I suppose." He shrugs "have to choose what I eat carefully or bad things happen." He tilted his head "You a chef I assume if you are asking."
He nods. "The chef, actually. I specialize in bringing things to the table that most people would throw away. I pride myself on being able to..." he yawns. "...cook anything."
He sets out a short sigh, more of a harrumph if one were to put it in a category "Anything?" He left brow raises, appraising Felix.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He nods. "The chef, actually. I specialize in bringing things to the table that most people would throw away. I pride myself on being able to..." he yawns. "...cook anything."
He sets out a short sigh, more of a harrumph if one were to put it in a category "Anything?" He left brow raises, appraising Felix.
He nods again. "Yeh. I've cooked an iron golem before. It wasn't great, but I tried."
He nods. "The chef, actually. I specialize in bringing things to the table that most people would throw away. I pride myself on being able to..." he yawns. "...cook anything."
He sets out a short sigh, more of a harrumph if one were to put it in a category "Anything?" He left brow raises, appraising Felix.
He nods again. "Yeh. I've cooked an iron golem before. It wasn't great, but I tried."
"Mn." He hummed noncommittally, standing up and holding Felix like a cat, his hands under Felix's armpits and at arms length "Okay then, do you know Faerun cherry pie?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He nods again. "Yeh. I've cooked an iron golem before. It wasn't great, but I tried."
"Mn." He hummed noncommittally, standing up and holding Felix like a cat, his hands under Felix's armpits and at arms length "Okay then, do you know Faerun cherry pie?"
He tilts his head slightly, his short legs dangling in the air. He screws his face up for a second, then nods for the third time. "Yeah, brah. I can make that. The spices won't be fresh-ground, but it'll still be decent."
He nods again. "Yeh. I've cooked an iron golem before. It wasn't great, but I tried."
"Mn." He hummed noncommittally, standing up and holding Felix like a cat, his hands under Felix's armpits and at arms length "Okay then, do you know Faerun cherry pie?"
He tilts his head slightly, his short legs dangling in the air. He screws his face up for a second, then nods for the third time. "Yeah, brah. I can make that. The spices won't be fresh-ground, but it'll still be decent."
"Okay, then you have my customership, please try and make it as close to the original recipe as possible. I will pay a pretty penny for your efforts."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He tilts his head slightly, his short legs dangling in the air. He screws his face up for a second, then nods for the third time. "Yeah, brah. I can make that. The spices won't be fresh-ground, but it'll still be decent."
"Okay, then you have my customership, please try and make it as close to the original recipe as possible. I will pay a pretty penny for your efforts."
"There are hundreds of recipes with their own little tweaks. I doubt there is a remaining copy of the original document." He raises his arms a bit in a tiny flap as he gestures. "But if you tell me where you got your sample from, I can probably come up with something very similar."
He tilts his head slightly, his short legs dangling in the air. He screws his face up for a second, then nods for the third time. "Yeah, brah. I can make that. The spices won't be fresh-ground, but it'll still be decent."
"Okay, then you have my customership, please try and make it as close to the original recipe as possible. I will pay a pretty penny for your efforts."
"There are hundreds of recipes with their own little tweaks. I doubt there is a remaining copy of the original document." He raises his arms a bit in a tiny flap as he gestures. "But if you tell me where you got your sample from, I can probably come up with something very similar."
The man pulls out a piece of paper from his bag "I should have the original copy, I'm the one who made it." He grinned playfully.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*Sorry, being weird XD*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The door to the tavern opens as a half elf walks in. He has tanned skin, the color closer to light cinnamon with short ears that are barely pointed at the shell. He has bright amber eyes that seem to hide little nuggets of gold in the swathes of brown. He has ruffled ginger hair and a neat handlebar mustache that seem to be kept well. A pair of goggles sit up on the top of his head, well work from use. He wears simple alchemist attire along with a satchel around his left side. He takes a seat and begins to thumb through a menu before sighing, leaning back. He fishes a pipe out of his bag along with a small baggie of herbs. He lights the bowl of the pipe once he puts in the herbs and inhales, exhaling a drag of smoke from his nose.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Felix waddles over and climbs onto his lap, yawning.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The man raises a brow, looking around before looking back down at Felix. "May I.. help you?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He leans against the man's chest, looking up at him sleepily. "No, not really. It looks like you aren't interested in anything on the menu. Do you have any requests?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"My tastes tend to be... Picky I suppose." He shrugs "have to choose what I eat carefully or bad things happen." He tilted his head "You a chef I assume if you are asking."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods. "The chef, actually. I specialize in bringing things to the table that most people would throw away. I pride myself on being able to..." he yawns. "...cook anything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
He sets out a short sigh, more of a harrumph if one were to put it in a category "Anything?" He left brow raises, appraising Felix.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods again. "Yeh. I've cooked an iron golem before. It wasn't great, but I tried."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Mn." He hummed noncommittally, standing up and holding Felix like a cat, his hands under Felix's armpits and at arms length "Okay then, do you know Faerun cherry pie?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He tilts his head slightly, his short legs dangling in the air. He screws his face up for a second, then nods for the third time. "Yeah, brah. I can make that. The spices won't be fresh-ground, but it'll still be decent."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Okay, then you have my customership, please try and make it as close to the original recipe as possible. I will pay a pretty penny for your efforts."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(there was a guy that had more than him, but a lot of that guy's posts got wiped when the mods deleted an old thread)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Fake it 'til you make it
Mask on, never take it off
Wear it 'til wearing it feels natural
Whatever I tell myself it's not true
*Yep*
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"There are hundreds of recipes with their own little tweaks. I doubt there is a remaining copy of the original document." He raises his arms a bit in a tiny flap as he gestures. "But if you tell me where you got your sample from, I can probably come up with something very similar."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The man pulls out a piece of paper from his bag "I should have the original copy, I'm the one who made it." He grinned playfully.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]