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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 26, 2019 12:50:12 GMT -5
OOC Note: This is all taking place within the Zorastryl Keep. Anyone associated with the keep or have reason to be there, invited or otherwise are welcome to join! Hopefully this ends with a feast in the main hall. At first we are preparing for the meal and the feast can begin soon after! ///
It has been a long road in attempt to vanquish the Wild Magic and many became restless. One way to help sate the guards and those who were delegated with the tasks is to hold a grand feast in the Zorastryl Hall. A boost of Morale and a quick reprieve from those Rations. This feast was dedicated to the Greatgaurd Militia who has been giving their time to secure the Zorastryl Keep in long shifts. However, any are welcome.
The Oghmanyte halls in a few cook books and lays them upon a clean kitchen table. Setting a couple aside, Runa organizes various vegetables and other greens ready for prepping.
"Supreme Chef Mouse? What is first on the menu so I may begin prepping?"
Runa figured she can already begin a few side dishes as she eyes a few potatoes.
"Good ole fashion farm dishes I can at least begin.. I did acquire a few books to help me refresh my farm-girl days assisting my mother for meals."
Runa eyes the first cook book titled: "Prepping for a Well Done Evening." She lofts a brow and then hoists a shoulder as she flips through to the first page.
The priestess decided to wear her priestly garment of black and white with a few strips of gold fabric to establish a clerical uniform. A clean apron fitted on her front and soon dampened after Runa dries her hands off from a detailed cleaning.
"Let's see here.. Prepping for a Well Done Evening. "
Knife in hand, potato in the other; Runa was ready to go as she read out loud,
" A Silken figure laid upon the rocks as the suns rays drenched her flesh in a glistening hue of... Good Gond! "
Runa clears her throat and glances about with sheepish grin.
"This is no cookbook.."
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Post by offduty on Sept 26, 2019 16:17:26 GMT -5
A small squeak and then laughter comes from the corner of the kitchen. Mouse climbs down from the top shelf her cheeks blushes.
"Runa have real cook books there or is them all steamy novels?"
Placing the spices on the table next to the rothe she had prepared for roasting.
"Runa know how to make meat stew? Mouse hear that really liked in these parts? Mouse have the roast almost ready to cook. We need potatoes, carrots, onions done yet. Mouse not have any cookbooks. Mouse just know what taste good."
Dancing happily around the kitchen gathering everything together. Climbing up the shelves to grab the things the small elf couldn't reach. Peeking around Runa every now and then giving her instructions on how to season the veggies, or how much wine to use.
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Sept 26, 2019 16:38:08 GMT -5
Sometime in the early morning Mynian comes out of the guest room area and groggily makes her way to the kitchen to whip up some tea and snag whatever food Miss Mouse had left for consumption. Her eyebrows raise slightly seeing more food being brought in than usual.
To no one in particular she utters, "Cor, whot, we stockin' up fer a siege aready?"
Seeing no one in a hurried panic she pays it no further mind, eats her breakfast, then heads to the lower darkened chambers of the keep.
If quiet enough and through most of the morning, there is a very faint clink clanking sound of metal being chiseled into stone that can be heard echoing below. At midday, Mynian emerges from the lab doors into the feast hall, rubbing her back.
"Tha's about four candle marks worth o' work. Lil' at a time."
She'd pause sniffing the air, "Ah, Miss Mouse a cookin'."
Meandering over to the kitchen she takes a peek in to see some of the busy work, and pauses again seeing Runa first instead.
"Oh eh, Miss Grey," she'd near the doorway. "Doin' loik yeh said last night, eh?"
Then spotting Mouse nearby, “Oh eh, Miss Mouse, there yeh be. Yeh two cookin’ fer ‘n army?”
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Post by offduty on Sept 26, 2019 17:02:51 GMT -5
Looking over shoulder at Mynian, her smile lighting up her face as she pours some wine over the roast. The elf truly looks within her element as she buzzes around the kitchen.
"Mouse only know how cook for an army. Mynian more than welcome to help herself to lunch. Just let Mouse know what you want."
Kia seems happier than many have seen her before. Her cloak laying over the stool. Her gloves gone, sleeves rolled up. The scars lining her forearms stand out against her pale bluish skin.
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Post by arcadiadragonloy on Sept 26, 2019 18:56:24 GMT -5
*chrys sniffs" hope the drink don't insult the quality of what they be cooking
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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 26, 2019 20:02:05 GMT -5
The priestess sets the novel aside, giving it a pat pat upon the cover.
"I'll just have to save that for later. A steamy novel indeed, Mouse.. more steamy than these vegetables are going to be."
Runa begins chopping and dicing as instructed. She has had recent experience cooking stew and creating meals for her Father and brothers.
"I have had experience yes, it has been some time since I have created meals for a larger force than myself."
Hearing Mynian pop in , followed by Chrys, greeting the two with a welcoming smile.
"We surely want to make sure we have enough for everyone and perhaps some left overs for the next day for the guards here to enjoy."
Noticing Mouse's kitchen tactics, Runa purses her lips , recalling a time in the past.
"Reminds me of preparing for a festival years back.. I do hope Miss Bentin shows up to assist. I sent a message with one of the guards to leave it with Mister Bentin for her to come if she likes."
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Sept 27, 2019 13:36:35 GMT -5
Seeing Mouse being happy as she cooks away, Mynian gives a soft grin, then gets into the kitchen to just grab up and apple and a smaller carrot.
"Me will let yeh know ifn me gets a cravin' fer anything, Miss Mouse. Fer now jus' a light snack will do me."
Mynian edges over to look at the book with an arched eyebrow and without prompting just flips it open. Apple half way to her mouth she pauses seeing the first few lines.
"Oh eh?"
Flipping a few more pages closer to the middle she reads a paragraph, then snerks her grin wide.
"Ehhhhh, me donna think tha juices they be talkin' about in this book be tha sort yeh want ta cook with."
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Post by offduty on Sept 28, 2019 9:44:48 GMT -5
Tilts her head slightly as she turns around, amber eyes staring at Mynian. Her eyes goes to the book Mynian is looking at. Color rushing to her cheeks.
"Mynian" She squeaks out. "Don't be giving Runa ideas!" She flicks water in Mynians direction, laughing. Stepping back away from the huge pan. "How it look? Mouse think it ready to cook." The boar resting in the pan coated with wine and spices. Now just need to slice up all these apples." She points to the three large baskets of apples. "Apple dumplings, Apple pies, think maybe even try something Mouse try in the Dales. It called apple crisp. Oh oh oh" Mouse bounces around. "and candied apples on stick."
"chrys help self to food." Mouse points to the table that has assorted slices of meat, breads, and cheeses on the table in the dinning hall. The basket filled with apples, peaches, plums, grapes, oranges. "Sorry not much but what Mouse make for lunches here everyday. To busy trying make nice dinners for everybody to make huge lunch. Then if could take sandwich's there in picnic basket to Mr Bentin, Sir Callen and Waric. Mouse not have time today to take them lunches. When guards see Chry walk past with basket them know to come in for lunch. Rest of food in basket just put on table so people in town can help self to food. Oh and make sure Mouse get basket back." She doesn't look up the chickens she's cutting and prepping to be fried. Talking more to herself than anyone in the kitchen.
"Still have to prep the crabs, shrimps, pork. Oh gods Mouse never going all this done in time."
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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 28, 2019 12:19:11 GMT -5
Runa smirks over to Myn from her comment regarding the wrong cookbook.
"A different type of heat for sure.."
Hearing Mouse become somewhat flustered, the priestess tsks softly.
"That's why you have me, Mouse.. remember, you aren't alone this time. I'll have these apples sliced, diced and nice before days end."
She glances to Mouse's already prepped boar and nods in approval. "Well done.. I mean, it's not well done, but looks good!"
Runa casts her eyes about. "I hope Misses Bentin will show up soon. We could surely use her expertise and an extra hand in cooking."
The priestess begins working the apples as instructed, prepping them for their specific dishes.
"Watch this, I bet I can skin this apple and leave it one piece..." The Oghmanyte begins leaving a long tail of apple skin as the core rotates in her palm.
"Somethings you just can't learn from a book.."
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Sept 30, 2019 17:32:47 GMT -5
Grinning like an imp, Mynian laughs at Mouse's reaction as water gets flicked at her, raising her hands to relent to the bombardment.
Setting the book even further to the side and closing it, she listens for a moment, in the middle giving a light gasp of "oooooh apple crisps!", then inclines her head at Runa.
"Miss Grey's got tha right o' it. Donna ever be afraid ta ask fer 'elp, deary," she starts looking for the crab and shrimp. "Me might not be able ta 'elp out every day in tha kitchen, but me will put a hand in when me can."
"Especially with a feast loik this," she picks up a crab by the backside and motions it at Mouse, it's claws and legs swaying with the motion. "Me got a fair hand at cookin' sea food 'n tha loik. Jus' tell me 'ow yeh want tha prepped 'n me c'n do it for yeh."
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