'I don't know. Not long. My friends just introduced me to sushi earlier. Tastes great, but crazy money. And I did score a lot of falafel when breaking into a nobleman's party. But again, sure, sounds like a good plan! Never had a meal from a celebrity chef before!'
He waves his hand, and a white door appears on a nearby wall in a flash of black-and-gold fire. He smiles. "The dining room awaits you."
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May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Is this safe? I mean, you're not planning to kill me to feed me to ya next clients are ya?' he jokes, stepping through the door.
A massive, beautiful, black, white, and gold dining hall stretches out before Flint. The kitchen is fully visible from the dining area and is equipped with some utensils that Flint has never seen before.
"Abyssal cuisine isn't about eating intelligent creatures. It's about using what others would waste for being 'unhealthy' or 'toxic' or 'cursed' and making it into something edible."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Well, I like the sound of that! Did ya just call me an intelligent creature?' He seems flattered. 'Most consider me a matter for pest control'
He chuckles. "Pest control is for the people who stuff themselves to bursting then say that your food is [GP]. You don't seem to be that kind of person."
He pulls out a chair for Flint. "Don't worry about getting the seat dirty. I can clean it later."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The chef disappears into the kitchen and begins to craft the delicacies that he became famous for. The smell is overwhelmingly mouthwatering. Wasn't he supposed to be using actual garbage for this? Flint is left to his own devices for a bit.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Flint's mouth is indeed watering. He's not used to fine dining. He's staring around the room, taking in the scenery. It's so extravagant, he can't quite believe it
The chef comes back out after about 10 minutes with a plate. "A quick amuse bouche for my special guest."
The food on the plate is almost pitifully small. It is a golf-ball sized, pale, fleshy pearl-like object in a small corona of green and orange herbs. This was refuse a minute ago?
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The chef comes back out after about 10 minutes with a plate. "A quick amuse bouche for my special guest."
The food on the plate is almost pitifully small. It is a golf-ball sized, pale, fleshy pearl-like object in a small corona of green and orange herbs. This was refuse a minute ago?
'This looks great?! The pearl bit looks like something I've seen on seaweed before, but is seen as inedible and discarded. And you actually cooked that! And it's great!'
The tiny object tastes fantastic. The orb is slightly chewy, yet soft, almost like a marshmallow, and it tastes like something between a mushroom and seafood. It is filled with a fluid that tastes something like an egg yolk but with a certain savory tartness to it. The herbs are just ever so slightly bitter.
"Those who keep to the shadows are thieves and cutthroats who need to veil their evil in darkness! Step forth or I shall make my move!" He says this very dramatically and his voice echoes through the sewers.
"Those who keep to the shadows are thieves and cutthroats who need to veil their evil in darkness! Step forth or I shall make my move!" He says this very dramatically and his voice echoes through the sewers.
*lol, not sure where i was gonna go with that one, u ok with putting it on hold? i thought of one id really like to try*
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He waves his hand, and a white door appears on a nearby wall in a flash of black-and-gold fire. He smiles. "The dining room awaits you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Is this safe? I mean, you're not planning to kill me to feed me to ya next clients are ya?' he jokes, stepping through the door.
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A massive, beautiful, black, white, and gold dining hall stretches out before Flint. The kitchen is fully visible from the dining area and is equipped with some utensils that Flint has never seen before.
"Abyssal cuisine isn't about eating intelligent creatures. It's about using what others would waste for being 'unhealthy' or 'toxic' or 'cursed' and making it into something edible."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Well, I like the sound of that! Did ya just call me an intelligent creature?' He seems flattered. 'Most consider me a matter for pest control'
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He chuckles. "Pest control is for the people who stuff themselves to bursting then say that your food is [GP]. You don't seem to be that kind of person."
He pulls out a chair for Flint. "Don't worry about getting the seat dirty. I can clean it later."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Ya got a fair point there! Ya a good person.' Flint sits down on the chair and has to remember not to put his feet up on the table
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The chef disappears into the kitchen and begins to craft the delicacies that he became famous for. The smell is overwhelmingly mouthwatering. Wasn't he supposed to be using actual garbage for this? Flint is left to his own devices for a bit.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Flint's mouth is indeed watering. He's not used to fine dining. He's staring around the room, taking in the scenery. It's so extravagant, he can't quite believe it
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
The chef comes back out after about 10 minutes with a plate. "A quick amuse bouche for my special guest."
The food on the plate is almost pitifully small. It is a golf-ball sized, pale, fleshy pearl-like object in a small corona of green and orange herbs. This was refuse a minute ago?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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Does this work? It's a map of the YonStore sewers
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'This looks great?! The pearl bit looks like something I've seen on seaweed before, but is seen as inedible and discarded. And you actually cooked that! And it's great!'
*gtg bye, my computer is dying*
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The tiny object tastes fantastic. The orb is slightly chewy, yet soft, almost like a marshmallow, and it tastes like something between a mushroom and seafood. It is filled with a fluid that tastes something like an egg yolk but with a certain savory tartness to it. The herbs are just ever so slightly bitter.
*Bye for now!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hello*
*Not sure how long I can be here for, but if anyone's here...*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Hi Drummer :)*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*Hey Yon!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*how many ppl are online rn?*
*Me, possibly Yondor, and the PM's are buzzin, so most of the major Tavern crew. Why?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*im really bored and i have a cool idea for a character*
*lol, not sure where i was gonna go with that one, u ok with putting it on hold? i thought of one id really like to try*