[Event] Londinium Coconia Lunar Festival

[Murasaki]

This RP thread is an official event thread for the Coconia Lunar Festival! You will receive +50% to your word counts of posts made in this thread (does not stack with any bonuses).

Londinium District: The streets are decorated with a number of pink, red, and gold streamers decorating the city. There are a number of merchant and festival stands that sell Coconia foods, predict one's love life future, fortunetelling, speed dating, and many more. The city is very festive, transformed by the power of Adventurers. Pink, heart-shaped trees cover the Windsor Greatwood, giving it a more festive atmosphere.

Local Specialties:

Coconia Pork Chops - Barbecue pork chops sizzling with flavor. They are cooked with Coconia sauce and other spices, giving the meat a tangy BBQ sauce flavor. One of the events during the Londinium Festival includes a cooking contest where participants try to make the best pork chops.

Coconia Sushi - The Londinium area is fairly big on seafood due to the catch provided from the coastline and the Thames River, making this dish a local specialty. It usually consists of fish, rice, and Coconia slices wrapped up in a leaf of seaweed.

Coconia Tea - Tea that has been sweetened with bits of Coconia Fruit, giving the tea a rather sweet flavor that can be served cold or hot. It has a rather strong taste in terms of tea standards, but it is popular for Landers of all ages.

This event takes place on February 14th, 2020 in the timeline. No post order but keep it reasonable and don't just post every other post for the sake of milking the event bonus!

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Areas of Interests: (You may move between areas during the thread, but you should probably indicate where you are in the thread at any given time)

Site A - Londinium Festival Square: A long festival road lined with merchant stalls, many of them selling either Coconia Fruits and trinkets/accessories to give to your loved ones or performing fortunetelling activities. There is a large tent run by the School Revolution guild where entries can apply for speed dating throughout the whole day. Also features a number of restaurants and shops participating in the occasion.

Site B - Londinium Stage: Located at the end of the road where Big Ben is situated, a large festival concert stage has been set up. Bards and Idols tend to play songs of the occasion nonstop during the festival's duration. Features a bunch of food stalls surrounding the main seating area.

Site C - Windsor Coconia Gardens: A location just outside of Londinium, a beautiful field with a number of pink heart-shaped trees. Perfect for picnics and romantic outings.

Site D - "Ribbon Grab!" Obstacle Course: A wide open area just outside of London where a large amount of obstacles have been placed in a very unorthodox manner. Some are tall, some are small. Thick, thin, wide, stout; the obstacles vary in size and in strength. The one thing that can truly be said, however, is the actual shape of the obstacles. The obstacles in this area are placed in a circular manner with a bunch of large pedestals surrounding the outer rim. In the extreme middle, there is a very large pillar with an oversized Coconia fruit set on top of it. A single ladder allows access to the fruit, but it seems to be locked in place somehow. Visit Site D to sign up for this mini-event by House of Crowns.

[Dresden]

Let's have some fun! Event words: 220+50%=330

Dresden felt a little saddened by the Coconia festival. Sure, the heart-shaped trees and pink streamers everywhere were pretty, but it wasn't like the Lander scribe had anyone to enjoy the day with. He hadn't interacted with many people since coming to Londinium, unless he was purchasing materials from them. He'd elected to stay in the city once the news of the upcoming festival had reached him, and while it had given him more time to gather his supplies, he was beginning to regret that decision. Couples were everywhere, and Dresden was the odd man out for walking alone. The Coconia fruit trees smell nice, at least, Dresden mused. They smell sweet. The fruits were a familiar sight to the Person of the Land; they bloomed every year, signalling the start of the Coconia Lunar Festival, which the Adventurers insisted upon calling Valentine's Day for some strange reason. The density of couples in the grove eventually drove the wandering pathfinder into the city, where he tried to find some way to not think about being alone. A tent near the middle of town, in the square, caught his eye. The top read "SPEED DATING." The concept was entirely unfamiliar to Dresden, and he wandered into the massive tent with one simple question for its occupants. "Excuse me. What's Speed Dating?" t if I lose myself tonight, it'll be by your side

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610 words		Location: Site A
"Ninety-nine coconia fruits!" demanded a long-haired, blue-eyed wolf-hair as she slapped some gold in front of a lander. "Ninety-nine? Miss, this costs 250 gold each..." the disbelieving lander sighed; that is, until he saw the amount of gold that Caerbannog put in front of him. "I said ninety-nine, I meant ninety-nine!" the young lady demanded and offered a total of twenty five thousand gold in exchange for a stack of coconias, "Keep the change!" Coconia Fruit - Rank I to X food ingredient. A pink heart-shaped fruit that has a distinctive sweet taste, making it extremely popular as an ingredient to enhance other sweet-tasting foods. It does come with an unusual effect if eaten during the Valentine's season. It's said that eating this fruit or a dish cooked from it will make one confess their true love. Of course, this true love may be a person... or it could be something inanimate. "I LOVE CURRY!!!", as quoted by a certain Enchanter on the Yamato server. Can be used to substitute for any Food or Beverage ingredient in a craft. Material fee: 250 gold Still in disbelief at his luck so early in the day, the lander made sure to check the fruits before he gave them to Caerbannog. After all, word of mouth was still the best form of advertisement within the city walls. If the wolf-hair, a wealthy adventurer, could put out a good word for the lander then his business might improve. But the samurai had other things in mind aside from business and gold. It was Singles Awareness Day! What did that mean for Caerbannog? Why, chocolate, of course! In the real world, she had never been on a real date. While Kyuu did occasionally go out with Ryuu, they were just friends back then and the young man had proper dates with his 9000 or something girlfriends. To Kyuu, it did not matter; whenever Valentine's Day came around, what she looked forward to was the ridiculous amount of chocolate sold everywhere. Different shapes, sizes and flavors- she'd try them all! But this time, Caerbannog was not going to eat someone else's chocolates, no. The wolf-hair switched her crafting class to "Chef" and looked for a fairly spacious corner at the Londinium Festival Square. The wolf-hair put down her small crate of coconia and laid down a picnic cloth on the ground. It was checkered red and white, some standard thing that she found at the market area. She seemed ready for a date but with a crate of the heart-shaped fruits beside her, one would wonder what kind of date it would be. Caerbannog had left a message at the Abbey which stated that she would be crafting coconia crepes down at the Square, and any member of Aeryn who wanted some could come by and have a piece. While it was likely that Kumori would show up and take all of his wife's cooking for himself, Caerbannog was not really sure if anyone else would appear. They were probably out on dates that day. Except for Tobin. Dwarves don't go on dates. Because Dwarf. "Okay! Let's start this!" the wolf-hair, despite the lovey-dovey atmosphere around her, quite seriously set down a portable stone stove by the picnic cloth. Coconia Dish Materials Required: 1 Coconia Fruit (250 gold material fee), 2 Ingredients or Beverages Posts Required: 2 Requirement: N/A (Craftable up to Level 10 by Non-Chefs or Non-Brewers) A special recipe available for the Coconia Event. It is usually in the form of a sweet-tasting dessert or cocktail, and consuming it gives one the urgent sense to confess their feelings about something they love. Other examples can be found in each of the Coconia Event threads' specialty dishes. If this item is used on another character in a thread, the original item's owner as well as the user will receive a slight 10% bonus to physical/magic attack and physical/magic defense when they are within 5 meters of each other for a duration equal to this item's level in minutes. She put a few pieces of coal in the stove and lit it up with her flint, careful not to send and sparks or embers flying to the cloth or her clothes. Caer then put the oiled pan onto the stove and left it to slowly heat up to a low fire. The chef then took out a mixing bowl and put some dry ingredients in it: flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. She combined them until there were no clumps, and then Caerbannog put a hole in the middle of the mound of powder. Two eggs were then cracked and emptied into the hole, and then mixed with a few spoonfuls of water. The wolf-hair mixed the wet and dry ingredients of the batter thoroughly until there were no more lumps in her mixture. The batter was ready but before she cooked any of it, she let it settle down on a larger bowl which contained britain snow. Crepe batter was much smoother if cooled down before it was cooked after all, because it would become slightly denser.

[Solar]

The Coconia Lunar Festival, it was the Unfounded Kingdom's version of Valentine's Day and Lunar New Year. Around him are number of pink, gold, and red streamers spread around the streets and merchant and festival booths are lively than the Adventurers as they are selling what they called Coconia Dishes, which they said to give them true love if given to their crushes or dates. It would have been a fun festival for him to enjoy, but Solar was bummed out about it, not because of what he had to endured after the Catastrophe or being worried about letting Lunar go to Sarum for the festival, but because of his lack of skills on getting a girlfriend. Sure, he was social and friendly to everybody, but if he asked a girl out on a date, it always ended with rejection due to his shyness over girls.

At least for once, he had to try enjoying the festival without worrying about having a girlfriend this year. However, when he looked around the booths, he was completely shocked at what he saw. "Speed dating?! Oh man, not in here too!" The last thing he remembered about it was before her mother's passing, there was a speed dating booth during a school festival. When he tried it, he ended up meeting many girls at once. Nonetheless, it ended up badly as he fainted out of shock, which he vowed not to join again on speed dating. But just before he left, he noticed a boy who seemed to be the same age as him wandered around the tent and asked one of the occupants about speed dating. Usually, he left after he saw something random, but after he noticed his confused expression, Solar can't help but to answer the boy's question.

He then approached the boy in a travelling cloak and said to him, "Speed dating is supposed to help you find a perfect match by letting you meet many new people at the same time. There, you're supposed to talk about your preferences or what you did for a living. I tried it once, but I chickened out." Not wanted to felt rude to the boy, he decided to cut to the chase about himself. "Name's Solar, a Swashbuckler. What's yours?"

WORDS: 379 (Coconia Event AP Bonus for Main Class: 568)

TAG: Dresden

GOALS: To try to enjoy the festival while trying to find a date for it.

[Dresden]

AWKWARD INTENSIFIES Solar @dindeen words: 200+50%=300

The Lander spun around as his question was answered from behind. Though he didn't see, the girl manning the speed dating desk nodded her head in agreement. "I'm Dresden. I'm a Sorcerer, I suppose." That was what his Interface called him now, anyway. It used to be scribe, before he'd found his grimoire. He held out his hand for the Adventurer, Solar, to shake. "I'm not sure that sounds like something that would work. You'd just be talking to a bunch of people, not trying to get to know any one person better." Of course, what would a Person of the Land know about Adventurer romance. They did everything else differently, why not courtship as well? Dresden looked back outside as he smelled something fascinating from outside the tent, and he followed his nose to where a girl was cooking on a small stove. The stove was just burning wood, though. No, the smell came from the massive amount of Coconia fruits sitting in a crate next to her. Dresden was awestruck. "What... how... I... I've never seen that many Coconia fruit in one crate, unless it was someone selling them. Are you going to feed an army or something?" if I lose myself tonight, it'll be by your side

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[Raze]

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Well, what do you know. Looks like the Hallmark holiday's celebrated here, too. the swashbuckler thought to himself, chuckling inwardly at the menagerie before him. The festival was honestly pretty ridiculous, but it was hard to argue with the taste of these wondrous fruits. After all, prepared food may have been bland and tasteless, but the ingredients, the fruit and vegetables of the land in their untouched forms, retained, somehow, their flavor. It was a peculiar distinction, no doubt. For now, though, Raze would endear to quietly sip on his coconia juice as he watched the world unfold as handful after handful of teenagers, gushing with hormones and the impenetrable assumption that they knew exactly what they were talking about, even when it came to things like love. Especially, in fact, when it came to things like love.

Still, it was actually rather interesting seeing what kind of weird dishes the landers, and even some entrepreneureal adventurers, were coming up with. They say the British Empire was born by a desire to find something to eat, but as someone who'd eaten kebabs and curries all his life, there were definitely more than a few occasions when he just wanted to take a break and just enjoy a good Fish and Chips. The people most insistent on not touching British food were more often than not the exact same demographic as the ones who had never been outside of the UK. Though it was often difficult to blame them. The majority of their picture of other countries is painted by themselves, thinking of them as fantasy worlds in their own right. Raze chuckled as he remembered the first time he assured someone that the Chinese didn't all wear those funny straw-tent hats, and that there were more continental restaurants in one Chinese city than in all of the UK combined. Now that they had come to a real, genuine fantasy world, it was intriguing to see some dishes that were unique to the people here, that nobody on Earth had actually ever thought of. Come to think of it, it was bound to happen. A culture that develops around monsters, magic and demihumans would naturally develop in a different way as compared to a culture without.

But then, of course, you had the adventurers taking the same strategies from back home and slinging their own flip on them. One such stall belonged to a samurai making... pancakes? No, there was no sign of any syrup - even if she didn't like syrup herself, this was obviously commercial, she'd need to have syrup for pancakes. Meaning they were... crepes? Crepes. Definitely crepes. Once again, bound to happen - they're the perfect street food, after all. Nothing to drop or spill or get caught in your clothes or make a mess all over your hands; just grab and go. And for someone who, as he noticed upon closer inspection, did not even have the chef subclass, they were actually beginning to smell really, really good - still warm enough to let out some aroma before it thickened and cooled. "Clever choice, m'lady. Crepes are an undoubted classic of the roadside gourmet." the elf said, his voice, as his appearance, coming with a grace and elegance befitting of a count, with the deep firmness of a man accustomed to conflict - strange, considering he was obviously level one, and clearly wasn't hiding it. He approached the stall with a faint chuckle as he noticed the sheer size of the pile of nuts behind her. "Though, correct me if I'm wrong, madame, but I sincerely doubt you'll be able to run through even half as many of the buggers as you have before the festival closes, even assuming you sell every crepe you make." he added. And if someone without the chef class could cook them... it was more likely than not that level did not have any impact on the matter - and that it wouldn't turn into mush if he gave it a go. "Care for a helping hand?"

W: 681
T: @dindeen

[Luiniel]

bittersweet.

Today was a special day it seemed, the entire city seemed to be bustling about over some festival. Somehow she had not been aware that today was the Cocnia Festival, then again she had honestly lost track of what day it was in the real world. Scratching her head as she looked at all of the decorations she assumed this was almost like valentines day. Taking a deep breath she sighed aloud as she shook her head at all of the people pouring over the cocnia fruit stands. Lulu knew exactly what they were for as she had once used them on a guildmate of hers. Deciding to wander about a bit more it would seem that the shoppes were endless on the street. People shouting to advertise seemed to be the norm today and it seemed to be a great day to be a merchant. Win her over in fancy armor! Buy her sweets, she'll love those! Just a few of the shouts that caught her ears as swept on down the street at quickened pace. Boy did she hate holidays like this in the real world, mostly because she was always alone and they were a reminder of that. After a few minutes of walking Lulu found the heart of the festivities; the town square. Here they seemed to be in the thick of the action, people shouting and running about like fools. It was actually hard for her not to smile despite her disdain for such holidays. Anything that brought good cheer to the adventurers after realizing they could not go home couldn't be all that bad she decided as she watched it all go down. That was when she decided that despite past feelings for such events she would try her hardest to be involved today. Not only would she be involved but she would step out of her comfort zone and do things she normally wouldn't. 'The first thing you see, you're going to do Lu.' she thought to herself as her eyes drifted about the square. Unfortunately for her that her vision fell upon a rather large tent with a speed dating sign strapped to it. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head as she waved her hands in front of her and inwardly screamed. 'No, anything but that!' she cried but it was too late as she had already promised herself that she would do it. Dragging her feet as she moved towards the tent, Lu noticed that there were two others there already. Were they in line waiting for the event to take place? How embarassing that a girl like her had to walk past them to sign up for something like this. She wanted to just hide inside of her coat and never come back out for fear that her head might implode. As she approached the two of them she looked around sheepishly before she cleared her throat to get their attention. "Excuse me," she started, looking around nervously. "..is this the line for the speed dating sign up?" she asked sighing heavily after the fact. After the words escaped her lips she wanted so badly to run so that she did not have to hear their reply. The devilish prankster had been dragged kicking and screaming down to earth to participate along side everyone else in this festival of love. How the mighty had fallen to such silly charms. It was only a good thing that no one she recognized from the guild was here to see her right now. Only then would she truly feel she had no choice but to remove one of her katana's and fall upon it's blade.

614 Dresden & Solar Everyone loves an awkward situation. deltra of gangnam style

[Solar]

"Sorcerer, huh? I heard they're a DPS class that focused on magic. A good Black Mage class, if you ask me." Solar said before he got back to the speed dating topic. "And you're right though. I prefer talking to one girl instead of 10 or 20. Too much pressure for a single guy like me." However, he realized something about Dresden. Why didn't he knew about speed dating? Solar then thought he was just some loners who preferred to stay at home rather to enjoy social life. But then again, it seemed that he didn't know about how dating works. Not wanted to thought about it, Solar shrugged it off as he returned his focus on Dresden.

But he noticed him got out of the tent and approached a girl on a picnic cloth on the ground, which when he joined him, he was shocked at how many Coconia Fruits she had. If he remembered correctly from the Landers, those fruits supposed to let him confess his true love if he ate it or the dish that was cooked from it, but the girl having many of these fruits, he wondered how many fruits are there left in the other shops. Sure, she might be a Samurai and Chef according to her Interface, but he felt that cooking all of these was easier said than done. After Dresden asked about the number of fruits she currently have, Solar decided to ask next. "Yeah, plus the fact you're going to sell these booths out if you buy too many of these fruits."

WORDS: 262 (Coconia Event AP Bonus for Main Class:393)

TAG: Dresden, @dindeen

GOALS: To try to enjoy the festival while trying to find a date for it.

[Tobin]

(OOC: Sorry if my post is exceptionally dry, I’m not feeling it today. So just getting the intro out of the way. ^^; Though there will be a Dwarf serving LOVE flavoured booze very soon.)

Wc: 799

Love is in the air, everywhere you look around. Love is in the air, in every sight and every sound. Some would say it's rather foolish and I'm not quite sure if it's wise, but it's something that must be believed in because it's there when I look in yo-

"Bleh, two holidays I nevar cared 'bout, typical everywher' had ta celebrate it lik' a typical mmo, it don't mattur how maneh songs ya reword author, ya not gonna make me enjoy tis holiday! Because when ya choice in woman consist of onleh bearded women, ya be pretteh fecked to!"

Oh. In any case the Dwarf was in London and in typical fashion had found himself wandering the market's, after all no matter what the outlook on life was the festival presented a fantastic opportunity! A fantastic opportunity to hook up with some people and rip them off with a love potion! Nothing to do with the fact that the stocky fellow wished to do science with the fruit; one had to be a fool to believe that the magical fruit could influence one’s heart, right?

-With this fruit, maybe I can finally get someone other then bearded women ta look at me! Soon a romantic interest will be mine! ALL THE ROMANTIC INTERESTS! Bahhaha!-

Ok, perhaps there is at least one fellow crazy enough to believe that. A sigh left his nostrils in a large huff as even despite his own delusions the dwarf could smell profit in the breeze, so many characters lacked relationships in their back stories, so the forever aloners needed his assistance today! First London, then Avon, then the entire forgotten Kingdom!

-Aye, surely there be tons of people lookin’ ta socialise to get to level 90 quickly, so I might as well step stall ‘ere and setup some drinks fa some the pundits to drink. First I need some material ta work with.-

The first port of call had been the marketplace; curiously the fruit was everywhere despite being in the depths of winter as evident in the chill of the morning. Landers were truly curious fellows for keeping a delicacy around for so long, with a shrug the fellow waddled over.

“I want eight and a quarter dusions of dem love fruits. Eighteen thousand gold, nu more.”

The lander peered over the counter as the eyebrow quaked up and a laughter erupted from his gut. Considering his sale just moments before, the adventure found the Dwarfs offer quite laughable.

“You adventuers ‘re a funny sort. You’re the last person who asked for this paid much more, a little lass paid twenty five thousand pounds for that number, no less.”

A frown flickered on the Dwarf’s features as the profit margin seemed to evaporate despite winters bite lingering in the air. Even the most Jewish of mentalities knew when to bite the bullet.

“Bollocks. Fine, I’ll tak’ dem.”

With the transaction of both box and gold completed, the dwarf departed toward the Londinium Festival Square with a soft mumble under his breath and the crate slung under his broad arm. It was wasn’t a long journey to the square, the fellow had little difficulty in finding @dindeen, a slight wave of the arm being the greeting he extended to the lass as the gaze flicked around.

“Howdeh, happeh single awareness day, I guess ya were ta one tha’ rammed the prices of tis fruit? Vereh funneh.” The gaze briefly fell onto the box with a humoured grin as he pulled a crate out of his inventory and lain his load to one side of the table to act as an impromptu short bar stand, perfect height for him. To adorn his short table, he deposited a row of classes and a thick cloth, with a small chopping board set to the far left to perform his art on. “I’m surprised ya not been goin’ ta aneh of these fanceh places width ya fella, had a fight again?”

The dwarf gave a rumble as a knife flickered out of his inventory and he sliced the heart based fruit in rough quarters and gorged the insides out with a knife. The dwarf then took a rolling pin and pulverised the fruit into a mush, to this he added some of his signature “moonshine” vodka to provide a powerful first impression which he stirred together with a spoon to more rapidly diffuse the flavour into the beverage. After which he prepared another fruit in the same manner while he waited for the first to settle. Unfortunately brewing wasn’t ever a quick process and it would likely be roughly 10 minutes before the fellow would have a product prepared, so already Tobin was working overtime to ensure he could rapidly produce several drinks for the folks here.

[Charuen]

"KNOW THAT I'M ALREADY HOME" Love was in the air. Charuen hummed happily to herself as she made her way through the busy streets of Londinium. Couples crowded the streets of the city, some holding hands, others with their arms wrapped around each other, and a few even sneaking in (or downright publically displaying)a few kisses. Such displays of affection did not bother the lovebirds of course -- after all, it was their special day. However, for some (perhaps unfortunate?) adventurers and Landers who found themselves without an object of affection, such scenes were probably considered annoying, and could even draw out bitter feelings. That being said, Charuen felt neither of these emotions. Rather, the sight of all the happy couples (Despite being alone herself) was something the pinkette found strangely amusing. Seeing people in love, and so happy because they were in love, made the cleric happy too. She had always been doubtful about such things and thus, seeing pairs display affection for one another reinforced her belief in love even if it was only by a bit. Nonetheless, it was not the lovey-dovey mood that had settled across the city that brought the pink haired beauty onto the streets today. Rather it was the festivities being held in the city that had caught her attention. Char had always been very fond of seasonal and cultural celebrations, and the Coconia Lunar Festival was no different. She smiled sweetly to herself as she raised her head to admire the decorations. Pink, red, and gold streamers adorned the tops of buildings, perfectly blending the two celebrations together. However, the healer could not help but notice that the more romantic one of the two celebrations seemed to be overshadowing the other. She supposed such a thing was to be expected. After all, the Lunar Year was usually celebrated by those of East Asian origins. Had she not had some Chinese blood in her, she might not have known (and thus celebrated) about the holiday herself. The pink haired adventurer eventually found herself at the Londinium Festival Square. Her round eyes widened in excitement as she saw the numerous colourful stands that dotted the long road. There was so much to see, and so much to try! Without a moment's hesitation, Charuen dived into the crowd, although she made sure to not push or shove anyone as she did so. The first stall she arrived at featured numerous charms and tags similar to those she had seen during her travels in East Asia, prior to being trapped in the world of Elder Tale. There were a large range of tags available, each bringing good fortune in different ways: Some seemed to bring luck to one's love life, others to their businesses. Nonetheless, they all seemed to feature a Coconia fruit for their design. Char tilted her head slightly upon noticing this. It seemed the blend of Valentine's Day and the Lunar New Year was more apparent that she had thought originally. "Well hello there darling! Can I interest you in a charm? Perhaps a love charm to bring you good luck in your love life? I'm sure you would love to meet that special someone!" It seemed the shopkeeper had taken notice of Charuen's interest in the charms that were being sold. The pinkette looked up from the display of charms to meet the shopkeeper's eyes ,who was a middle aged woman with a mischievous and knowing smile. A polite laugh escaped from the half-alv's lips and she shook her head slightly. "Oh no, I'm not looking for love." She said, her eyes travelling back down to the charms. "Not actively, anyway. I'm sure I will encounter love when the time is right. However..." Char's words trailed off as she picked up a charm that featured a green Coconia fruit on it. "I would like this please!" The shopkeeper let out a boisterous laugh as she made the transaction with the healer. Charuen had picked out a lovely charm that would protect her during her during her travels. ----------------------- Charuen continued her journey through the market, stopping by every stall that piqued her interest, and admiring the numerous accessories on sale. They were all a bit too pink (Ironic, no?) and tacky for her taste, but the craftsmanship of the products were of a high calibre, and that alone was enough to hold her attention. She even managed to try some samples of Coconia pork chops (They tasted like heaven, if heaven took the form of a piece of barbequed meat.), as well as eat Coconia sushi for lunch. However, as she made her way to a stand near the end of the road a sweet scent reached her nose. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but the aroma made her feel quite giddy. Upon following the trail left by the sweet smell, Char found herself standing in front of a stand selling Coconia Tea. "Hello Miss! Would you like to try a sample of our famous Coconia blend tea?" chirped a young woman standing by the stall. She held up a tray with numerous little cups of pink coloured tea. The pinkette nodded, and upon taking one of the small cups and saying a quick "thanks", brought the sample to her lips and took a sip. The giddiness she had felt upon smelling the tea for the first time came back, stronger than ever, as well as a strong desire to express her love... for the tea. And so she did. "I love this tea!" She gushed, putting the empty cup down. Indeed, in addition to the happy feeling she got when consuming the drink, the taste itself was quite exquisite. Sweet yes slightly bitter... just like love itself. Char turned to the lady serving the samples and said, "I'll take three boxes." -------------------------------- An hour later, Charuen found herself walking through the Windsor gardens, admiring the beautiful flora and fauna, and once again humming a merry little tune. She had left the city shortly after visiting all the merchant stalls. There had been some speed dating and fortune telling events being hosted by guilds, but those weren't exactly her cup of tea (Pun...intended?). Perhaps she was a romantic, but meeting that special someone via a matchmaker game did not sit very well with her. Besides, she had some more important things to do -- mainly eat delicious crepes. The cleric had seen the guild notice that the guild mistress, @dindeen had put up earlier that day. Char was not one to skip out on delicious sweets especially if they were 1)Made by Caer or 2)Of French origin. If the dessert in question fell into both categories... Well even better! "Good afternoon, Caerbannog!" Chirped Char upon finally finding the samurai. Her eyes twinkled with excitement as she noticed the cooling batter. The sight drew a sense of nostalgia. Back in the real world, the pinkette often spent her free time both making and eating desserts. Crepes had been one of her favourite things to make, as well as consume. In addition, with France being only a train ride away, she had spent many a weekend travelling with her friends to Paris, where she consumed many crepes, among other sweets. After all, pastries were her weakness. "I saw the notice you posted in the guild and...Oh my! That is a lot of Coconia fruit you have there!" Charuen was in awe by the large box that sat beside the wolf-hair, and couldn't help but wonder how much all of those heart shaped fruits could have cost. However, her mind did not linger on the thought for too long, for she noticed two others standing by Caer. A smile graced her features, and she raised a hand to greet them. "Oh hello!" She said cheerfully. "Are you members of Apocrypha?" The cleric supposed they were not members of Aeryn, as she had familiarized herself with the member list, but there was a chance that she could be wrong. The healer then noticed a familiar looking dwarf standing next to the samurai, and the smile on her lips widened. "Good afternoon Tobin!" She said brightly. "Are you here to enjoy Caerbannog's crepes too?" She tilted her head slightly to the side as she looked at the dwarfwith a rather curious expression. Her eyes then fell upon the fruit and tools in Tobin's hand, a light laugh escaped her lips. " I take it you are mixing a drink at the moment?" HP100% | MP100% WORDS 1414 | ATTIRE  x x NOTES| Dresden Raze Just read the last three paragaphs. ^^;;

MADE BY VEL OF GS 

[Dresden]

He's so helpless Charuen words: 150+50%=225

"Apocrphya?" Dresden was curious. He hadn't heard the name before. Then again, he hadn't kept up with the adventurer guilds. He supposed he needed to associate with one now that he was exploring the world. He had a lot more to worry about than the adventurers, and there was safety in numbers. "I haven't heard of them, sorry. I'm a bit behind the times." The Lander rubbed the back of his head nervously. His curiosity only intensified further when the food being crafted was called a "crepe", but then, adventurers made new foods all the time. "I don't think I was invited to the party. I'm too curious for my own good. I just smelled a ton of Coconia fruit and it reminded me of something." That something being his memories of past Lunar festivals. He'd loved them since childhood. "Oh, but where are my manners? My name is Dresden." if I lose myself tonight, it'll be by your side

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Well, it was that day again. The day in which back in the real world would involve crawling back underneath the covers, sleeping until noon-ish and then spending the rest of the day playing Elder Tales. He could still do the sleeping part, but the second one was a little harder to do, thanks to his and everyone else’s current situation. Technically, he was playing the game, but not in the traditional sense. Anyways, this author is getting off track again with pointless banter, so let’s get down to the nitty gritty of Oxford’s current predicament, shall we? All around him, love was showing signs of being in the air. Couples walked around everywhere while those who were single ended up either skulking around, cursing all the happiness around them or just went on with their comfort in remaining single. Ox considered himself to be in neither of these parties, opting to just casually observe the people milling about on the festive day. However, some of the players, especially the male ones, were seeming to show some stalker-ish tendencies. After all, these were a bunch of lonely gaming nerds such as himself, so of course they had no idea how to approach and talk to girls. I guess they were content to just creepily gaze upon them from afar. Weird. The delicious smells in the air reminded Ox for the main reason he was here: a Voracious Appetite quest. Conditions for completion? Stuffing yourself silly until you didn’t want anymore. Three of the quest items needed for this stood in front of him, their stalls providing a fine defense. Luckily, this adventurer came prepared for such undertaking, possessing a key item that would help him immeasurably: gold. And lots of it. The guardian quickly claimed a spot in the lines, not having to wait long before his first opponent, the coveted Coconia Steak, dared to challenge him. In mere seconds, the creature was dead, torn to shreds by Oxford’s ravenous teeth. He ended up buying another two after wolfing the first one down. The first was to satisfy the hunger that had been growing in him since he woke up, the second for filler, and the third to simply savor the flavor. 1/3 Coconia Guardians defeated, now onto the others. Next monster one on the list was the Coconia Sushi. It didn’t have much in the ways of smell, but it excelled in the taste factor. The poor Lander couldn’t even keep up with Oxford as he shoveled the bits of rice, fish, and Coconia fruit into his mouth. Once he had his fill of the authentic Asian-style cuisine (or the closest thing the game had to it), he downed it all with a cup full of sweet Coconia tea, sipping from his cup as he made his way to the Grandminister Abbey. The guild hall was surprisingly empty, only a single notice posted on the board for the event. Just a single parchment note from the guild leader’s husbando waifu significant other letting all members know about the free crepes today. Since he hadn’t had any of Caer’s cooking in a long time (and also remembered it to be pretty damn tasty), he had to make sure to get in on this. He beat a hasty retreat back outside, slamming the door behind him as he began to walk briskly around town before finding the spot. Luckily, Tobin’s voice was instantly recognizable, so he just followed the familiar sound before finding him, @dindeen, and Charuen the pinkie, all gathered around a picnic mat. “Ha ha, I thought I heard a dwarf around here somewhere,” he said, giving the Dwarf and the others that had gathered a friendly grin as he joined the small group. The smell of batter being fried smelled heavenly, despite devouring 3 steaks, 23 rolls of sushi, and about 4 cups of tea before making it here. He plopped himself down on the mat, particularly close to Caer’s setup to get a good look at how the process was done with these sort of things. He leaned back on one arm as he stretched out, downing the last dregs of his tea which left him with an empty cup. Saddened at this, he thought about going to get some more until he heard the pretty cleric’s question to the Dwarf about if he was brewing up a new kind of drink. Ox waved his empty glass at Tobin after hearing this. “I’ll experiment the brew if you need a test subject. I could do with something a little stronger,” he said with a small laugh.

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Suddenly: people. Caerbannog did not know who they were or why they flocked around her, but she felt as if she had just been zerg rushed. Two swashbucklers and a sorcerer, people whom she'd never met before, commented on her activity and her crate of coconia fruits. The samurai just looked up at them and blinked; she had forgotten that she was in the middle of the square and it was only natural that people would notice her. If the massive amount of coconia was not enough to draw attention, then it would have been the crepes that gave her away. Who would back off from good food, after all? Only the daftest of the daft. The wolf-hair silently nodded at the elf Raze as she looked up at him and pointed to the Coconia fruits. "If you could cut into small cubes, that would be nice..." the chef said as she slid a chopping board and a small fruit knife towards Raze, "Anyone else want to help?" The wolf-hair took out a bowl and some peelers and placed them near the chopping board. It would be dangerous if she handed out so many knives in a crowd, but peelers were relatively safe, right? Except maybe in the hands of- oh no, Dwarf. Caerbannog stared up -but not too high up- at the stocky individual that came waddling into her day. Sure he was a member of Aeryn but who said he was welcome to just waltz into her activities? "I don't remember inviting YOU!" Caer rudely snapped at Tobin who has just walked in on the small group. It was a terrible greeting, but a greeting nonetheless; probably hateful in the opinion of others, but that was how the samurai greeted this particular old friend, "But since you're here, why don't you take a seat?" Now, the picnic cloth was dreadfully small for the amount of people present. Caerbannog tried her best to leave some space for the other people to sit on while she started on the crepes. Two spoonfuls of the cooled batter were poured into the hot pan and almost immediately, it coated the bottom and formed the familiar circular food item. It was thin but dense, sure to maintain its shape even when the chef slid it around in the pan so that no part would be thicker or thinner than the rest. After one crepe was done, Caerbannog slid it off the pan and onto a plate, and then she set to work on the next crepe. Shortly after the Dwarf arrived, a familiar face appeared on the scene. Who could forget that pink hair and those soft and bouncy assets? The wolf-hair momentarily left the pan, devoid of any crepe batter, on low heat and then she charged right into the chest of the cleric Charuen. The little samurai's arms wrapped around the taller lady's body tightly, but not enough to suffocate her or anything. "Hewwo!" came Caer's muffled greeting from between Charuen's assets. The wolf-hair quickly backed off after the hug and then she went back to making crepes as if what she did was just some normal greeting. Oh, and the guardian @0x1dea appeared while I was typing this post. Hello, Oxie. Caerbannog gave the young man a small wave and tossed her bottle of Inferno Sauce at him.

[Solar]

When he heard the word "Apocrphya", Solar somehow recognized that guild. In fact, it was often mentioned by other Adventurers after he and Lunar were reunited, which they said to be an intelligence and exploration guild that was created after the Catastrophe, but more details about them are vague. This made Solar guessed that the dishes the Samurai girl was making was for her guild friends. And as she continued to cook, he decided to help out. "Can I help out? My name's Solar, by the way." He introduced himself to the new people which they just recently arrived along with the Samurai. "I would have introduce my brother, but he's at Avon training."

However, the festive mood was interrupted when a Dwarf Adventurer suddenly walked in, which caused the Wolf Hair Samurai grew angry upon his arrival. As he saw this, Solar felt she might have some enemies, too. "Uh, you guys knew each other?" He pointed not only to the Samurai, but also the Dwarf. "Cause I had a feeling you two don't like each other." But when the Dwarf greeted them "Single Awareness Day" instead of Valentine's Day, the 17 years old Swashbuckler can't help but to debunk his greeting. "And I am not single! Just... trying to find a girl that I won't chickened out of."

Worst. excuse. of. my. life. He thought in embarrassment, which he knew this was not gonna end well. But back to the main subject, when he saw Dresden once more, he decided that he can know more about him. "Uh, ignore that rant, Dres. Why are celebrating Coconia Lunar Festival? It's my first time for this festival, but I've been in other events during Valentine's Day."

WORDS: 286 (Coconia Event AP Bonus for Main Class: 429)

TAG: Dresden, @dindeen

GOALS: To try to enjoy the festival while trying to find a date for it. (Current Location: Site A)

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"I could do that. Heaven knows I could use the stress release of hacking something to bits." was the elf's response, grabbing the fruit knife and giving it a quick twirl to gauge the weight distribution. Ugh. The blade spun too quickly, and lop-sided, indicative of bad distribution and a poor-quality handle. It also meant that it was likely to curve out or even bend with enough pressure. Sure, it was a fruit knife - it's not like quality was of the highest importance, anyway, but a gentleman has standards. He considered looking for another blade to try, before it came to mind that this still was a game. Adventurers didn't grow fat or thin from food; hell, they didn't grow at all. Sanitation and disease, miasma and intentional poisons and toxins being the exception, were likewise unincluded. Meaning, technically speaking, Raze's combat daggers were well-suited for the task. The elf shrugged. Logic was on his side, after all. Why not.

Grabbing hold of one of the nuts, giving it a good roll with his palm on the board, Raze quickly found a good spot for the first incision, and went to town. Shick, shick, shick, shick, spin; shick shick shick. It was like chopping onions, but without that horrendous stench - and considering how every dish at home was at least a third onion, Ajay had a good deal of experience with the matter. He didn't really speak much, and for those watching it would more likely than not seem rather odd for a man draped in such finery to be chopping fruits at a stall, but for Raze, there was a certain solace in the simplicity of it. No need to think about vulnerabilities and evasion - dodge this, predict that, counter this, focus that. His mind could be at ease for a while, allowed to take a breath and wander and wonder.

Of course, it was difficult not to expect the samurai girl to have friends - and annoying friends, at that. Level 90s had get their levels somehow - and that typically involved getting around, whether that be in the form of questing or 'questing'. For the most part, though, he let them be - despite how pretty the pink one was. Though as she spoke to him, he raised his head enough, with a thin but polite smile, to respond to her question. "I'm assuming you're talking about this one's guild, in which the answer would be no. Just came by with a little stress on my mind and figured I'd turn gouging my blade into a nut into a productive task." he responded, twirling the blade to be blunt-side-down and scraping the cubes into a bowl next to the samurai before working on the next nut. "Not much else to do 'round this time anyway, considering skittering around like a pup in heat isn't exactly my cup of tea."

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[Mellow]

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"Man, neep Valentine's Day!"

Through the streets of Site A walked a dangerously enraged monk; clothed in a white hoodie[starter armor] with a matching fox-mask to boot. Mellow could never find the reason behind loving Valentine's Day. Those who were a couple gained a reason to emotionally stomp upon a single person's day with their smooching and kissing and loving upon; it was ridiculous. During this day, especially on this day, Mellow was avoided by more people than he ever had on any other day. The answer for why is rather simple actually; the man was menacing. He was a grade A psychopath and more people caught on to that red aura than one would hope; even if he didn't want them to. 

"What's there not to like about Valentine's Day? The beautiful relationships between man and woman, man and man, woman and woman and everything else are displayed in full bloom; it's crazy to say that isn't a wonderful sight!" Megani continued to run on and on of how much she'd loved Valentine's Day; a plan within her own mind forming before Mellow could even catch wind of it. "What's there not to like about it? This isn't some happy holiday for some people, alright? This is a horrid day where people get to spit on the face of others and laugh their misery off while a toast of some white wine!" Megani knew he was growing tired of his speech, she knew that he was headed in the perfect direction she planned for him; all she needed was to push him just a tad bit further.. "Aww, don't be so dramatic you big softie!". Snapping his head up, Mellow clinched his fists and spoke up; a crowd now beginning to gather around the mentally unstable man. "What'd you say?!"

Got em!

"I said you're a big. fat. softie! The only reason you're such a sour sap is because you're mad you can't find any love yourself!" The crowd continued to gather "Look, woman, if I wanted to get some love I could get some! I don't have time for that bullshit, I've gotta figure out what the hell I'm doing here." Now to reel him in.. "Oh yeah? If that's the way you think.. then prove it.". Mellow was no fool; it would be a cold day in hell before he fell for one of her traps. With this in mind, he questioned her with caution "Prove it, how exactly?" This is it! Now bring it home! "By Speed Dating of course!~" 

"SPEED DATING?!" The crowd jolted in shock by his sudden outburst; the grand amount of them beginning to disperse "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN SPEED DATING?!". Most of the stalls around him came to a sudden halt; the sight of a man yelling at himself enough to cause anyone to stop and take a look. "That's bullshit! What the hell would a guy like me have to do with Speed Dating?! That's unacceptable and I will not stand for it!" Quickly realizing all the attention he was bringing to himself, Megani ceased her picking and focused on getting him out of here as soon as possible. "Mellow, calm down and look around you! You're gathering more attention to yourself than you need! Just go there and shut up! What's the worst that can happen?!" Letting out a sigh, he looked around at the crowd once or twice before heading towards the application tent; rage devouring his body.  

"I knew you'd do it! ^_^" Walking into the tent, Mellow gave a grunt before approaching the School Revolution Guild member; his pride just oh-so-close to giving out "Shut up Megani..*cough cough* Uh..hi, I'd like to--" Before his eyes was that same member, snickering to herself over the appearance of the man in such a..romantic setting; he begun to raise his fist, preparing for a fight as the royal guard came swooping down, ready to strike him down at any moment. "Hey..you neepin' laughin at me?.." She looked up with a smile, giggling to her hearts content as she reached for one of the applications; his "menacing figure" phasing her not "Hehehe! I'm sorry sir. It's just that I wouldn't imagine someone of your...background.. coming to try Speed Dating.". Her innocent behavior caused his own to calm a tad; breathing in and out before responding in a kind tone "It's..been a long story.. anyway, can I join this thing or not?"[At this point, the royal guard goes away; the ding ding playing like from LH] With a wide smile, she handed him the application; giggling while doing so "Here you go sir!".

[ One Application Later]

Emerging out of the tent, he looked around at the people who'd gathered around; said people quickly scattering away as he let out a sigh and placed his hands in his pockets. "Well, Ms. Loveless, you got your neeping proof. We done now?" She could only giggle as the second part of her plan came into fruition; the day only half done for this unfortunate lad "Hehe, you thought we were done? Oh no, we've got plenty left to do--"

--ON TO THE NEXT STALL!

"GOD DAMNIT!"

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[silenyordle]

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Silenter found him in Londinuim following he nose trying to find where the seductive scent of meat was coming from. The young proud looking guardian found himself stumbling on to Site A, He noticed that the square had been decorated for the up the event. He walked around looking at the stalls seeing that the had numerous amounts of specialty goods for the event such as fruits, and accessories. Silenter was not interested in such things though as he had a dumb founded look on his face as he found Coconia Pork Chop stand. He began to lean over the stand and smell the sizzling juicy pork chops he began to droll.



Before he knew it the vendor began to yell "Hey you fool back up your drooling all over the meat!!" the vendor began to slap Silenter with fan "Ah I am sorry sir it just smelled so good." Silenter's stomach began to growl loudly. The vendor shook his head "this fool right here.." he began to grab the meat that Silenter drooled on and put it on a plate. "Here take these and leave you fool your holding up the line." Silenter looked behind and saw there were was a small line forming behind him he smiled and scratched the back of his head "Haha sorry again sir." he held out his hand for the plate."Just take your food and get out of here you fool".



Silenter began to walk away from the stand and found a spot and began to devour the pork chops, their juicy flavors flooding his mouth with the tangy BBQ sauce adding a nice little kick. Silenter let out a giant smile "Ahhh delicious hehe." he began to look around again some people staring at him awkwardly he shot them a quick nod and smile. He finally spotted a large tent   wonder what this is all about. He then heard a shout coming from it couldn't really depict what was said through the crowds noise and the royal guard appeared.. He sat there staring the guard soon left and man with a fox mask appeared dividing the crowed and left. Hmmm that man looks familiar eh oh wells, lets go see what the big whoop is about that tent.



Silenter walked over and heard a young lady yelling "speed dating registration over here". Speed dating ey well since I am stuck in this world might at least find somebody to try and enjoy it with. He walked over to here "may I get an application pleas" Silenter got a big smile as she said "Well don't we have another handsome one signing up, here you go".



[Filling out an application]



Silenter handed his filled out application to her she gave a smile and accepted it. Well now.. He exited the tent... let see what els this festival has to offer

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[Tobin]

(OOC: Large post, basically anything between the two lines is purely crafting. Anything outside that probably contains character interactions.)
Wc: 1298

The Dwarf let an eyebrow rise as his hands setup his apparatus despite @dindeen initial complaint, a flicker of a great grin played on his lips. It was immediately apparent that despite the charged nature of the greeting the Dwarf didn’t pay it any particular heed; indeed the comment was almost welcomed as the reply came sharply back.

“Well, ya know me lassie, I’mma ta sort of fella tha’ would show up invited ta mah own funeral just ta spite ya.” A wink accompanied that as the characteristic rumble left his throat, his attention shifted to young blond male (Solar) ask out of the crowd that made the rumble erupt. Hopefully nothing to do with the curious shaped head. “Bahahahah dun’t let hur fool ya laddie, ta fact she’s so vocal means she’s happeh ta see me anywah’s. Dun’t ya lassie?” There was a momentary pause for any reaction, before he continued “And aye laddy, I had too maneh these troubles too! Ladies can’t handleh ta intense manlehness! So I need ta dilute it with some spirit, ‘ang on a mo.”

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As he spoke the Dwarf put a funnel in the neck of a plain bottle and put a filter rag in the top, before he poured the contents of the “love brew” into tipped into the bottle, as a result the beverage was transferred from one container to another while the remaining chunks of fruit were separated out, leaving a rose tinted clear solution. It all seemed rather simplistic and it was; perhaps in the previous world the Dwarf would have had had to extract the juice, add preservatives and various flavourings. In elder tale however that detail seemed irrelevant, a complication not necessary for the formation of a good drink.

What he did add however was sugar, momentarily the dwarf frowned as he slit the bag open and poured a fairly precise amount into the drink mixture. After all if fruit and vodka was drank straight up the beverage would lack some of the sweetness that the original fruit processed, thus it was necessary to compensate for that by the reintroduction of more ‘artificial’ sweetness, otherwise the citrus would lack depth.

-Wait, something is still missing.-

The dwarf frowned lightly as he put the suger aside as gut instinct took over. If he served it now with just the love fruit the flavour would be underwhelming, as corny as it sounded the fruit needed a companion, the irony shared with relationships wasn’t missed on the fellow. A long sigh was accompanied by the flicker of knife work that produced a sliver of the fruit from another. Tobin knew that the way to truly understand was to try it in its natural state, just considering all the magic in the world the motion felt crazy to ingest an ingredient that could alter his, Dwarf’s thoughts.

“Ah feck it, bottoms up.”

With a moment of trepidation the dwarf eyed the slice, before with a soft huff the slice was pressed to his lips and he took a large gorge. As the soft fruit touched his tongue an intense heatwave erupted over his tongue, a potent flavour of strawberries that seemed to pernimate every fiber of his being. Then, as he chewed and as his taste buds adjusted to the flavour, the flavour suddly switched to an orange punch, then to apple, constantly the intense flavour of the raw fruit made his eyes tingle. Even as he swallowed, the heat of warmth travelled . It was then, as the intense flavours died down that the dwarf felt a quiver of heat in his heart; not adrenaline, Tobin had been an tank long enough to know what that felt like, it was a gentle warmth that settled in the chest and gently burned rather then an forest inferino. The heat seemed pleasant as the fellow took a deep breath and with a soft sigh, a simple phrase left his mouth as easy as a person exhaled air.

“I lik’, bein’ noticed.”

The Dwarf’s eyes widened, that wasn’t’ expected yet he chuckled. Rather unfortunate for him he was quite open to the power of suggestion; if one knew how to talk to the Dwarf it was quite easy to change his state of mind. With the flavour in mind the dwarf reached within his inventory and withdrew a small box full of razzberries and with a firm squeeze many were crushed down, the crimson red of the juice mixed in with the beverage to make a darker rose red beverage. An eyebrow rose at his creation; many assumed Rose to be simply a tame colour, such as white or pink, yet red roses existed and crimson was a powerful, passionate colour that represented the blood in the veins driven out by the heart’s natural beat. It was quite fitting really, as after all it was the heart that was thought to govern emotion. This warmth was empowered by the zesty punch of youthful spirit was embodied by the more hearty flavour of the curious shaped fruit.

-Well. It seems ready, just need to try it on a few people now to see how effective it is.-

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The Dwarf shook his head instructively as he blinked away the workers trance; a soft, firm voice brought him out to the world of the living that the Dwarf naturally glanced up at through his rose hued specs to gaze up at Charuen, her naturally pink her seemed to glow a soft white under his polarised light as she greeted @dindeen. Naturally the fellow continued to work as he quietly observed and waited patiently; his hands already began to formulate using the same procedure. Though he let the horse laughter erupt from his throat as the little lass found the love orbs, that was one of many reasons why he hung around @dindeen, for the bravado to do the things he couldn’t! That soon subsided to a great grin as she spoke directly to him.

“Top ta tha’ afternoon ta ya Char'en, how ya be doin’?” There was a pause to react, before the accented banter continued “Oh aye I be gewd, ‘er cookin’ is out of tis world, well tha’ ‘n’ the entertainment, tha’ lass is so much fun ta be ‘round despite bein’ so abusive.” The dwarf paused after the last sentence, before he continued with a shrug as though he hadn’t said it. “Well aye, actualleh I just finished one bottle ‘ere. Just a prototype so I could do with havin’ some test subject- Oh, howdie oxie (@oxford), I guess mah voice be a becon ta brin’ ta parteh people home! Bahahahaha”

At that the Dwarf opened up the bottle and poured out several glasses; the bright red translucent liquid seemed to shimmered oranges and golds in the soft late-winter sun for the taste would match up to tailor to the tastes of the consumer. Needless to say there was an endless supply, though the Dwarf would twat any who tried to consume any more than one glass; there would be plenty more to come so there was no need to be overly greedy!

“Bottoms up parteh people, we are gonna ignite tis rocket fuel togethar!”

The Dwarf took one glass in his own palm and with a nervous glance, he downed it. Though, as the beautiful taste washed down his throat, he felt no immediate effect. Curious, the dwarf chuckled and began to set up rum; the fellow was tired of working with vodka, so rum and fruit would be his next project. The guild banter was left to his fellows that day, for the Dwarf was here to party, not work.

“Oh, tha’ were nut too bad. Such a beautiful lingerin’ taste thou’, wha’ ya t'ink?”

(Dwarf is just kind of working, so he will work his way around to the cripses next. Also kind of skipped a lot of people talking about guild stuff; Dwarf is letting other people handle that, he’s preparin’ rocket fuel!

Also, theres a bit of a delayed effect with this beverage, drink at your own peril. )

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With the much appreciated help of the elven swashbuckler, the coconia fruits were soon ready for Caerbannog's cooking. Between the greetings and the Dwarf's own crafting, the wolf-hair could barely keep her attention on the crepes. She had to right herself and think back to what exactly she was supposed to do at the Square. Right, coconia crepes! A few more spoonfuls and tossing and cooking, the crepes were soon ready and they settled onto a plate. Caer then set the pan aside, away from the onlookers and participants, and then she put a saucepan on the little stove. A few cupfuls of sugar were dumped into the saucepan which had been sufficiently heated very quickly, and the chef coated the whole bottom with the caramelized goo. She tossed the coconia into the saucepan and mixed it with the sugar syrup using a wooden spoon. Ever so carefully so that the fruit would not stick to the sides of the pan, Caerbannog stirred the mixture while the low heat continued to cook the pan's contents. The chef did not allow the bottom of the pan to be coated unevenly for that would lead to burned sugar and bitterly caramelized fruits. Once the coconia was tender enough to her liking and fit to be the filling for her crepes, Caer poured the mixture into a porcelain bowl. She then doused the flames of the stove, for safety purposes of course, and put away her cooking implements. A few small plates were then placed all over the picnic cloth, one each for the surrounding adventurers and landers. With a piece of parchment paper in hand, Caerbannog placed a crepe on it and scooped two spoonfuls of the coconia filling. The crepe was then folded into a rectangular shape and the parchment paper was wrapped around half of it to serve as a spot that the prospective taste testers could hold onto. The wolf-hair quickly went through her stack of crepes and just had enough for everyone nearby, each folded crepe on a platter and offered for her fellow Elder Tale peoples to take. Yes, there was one for the Dwarf as well. What about the taste then? Caerbannog tried the crepe herself. It wasn't bad, maybe a bit on the sweet side. The fruits in the crepe filling were difficult to describe. She could not pinpoint a real-world fruit that tasted like it... peaches? Plums? Apples? Fresh cacao? While she thought of all the fruits that she'd eaten all her life, the wolf-hair suddenly had the urge to say something out of the blue. She had completely forgotten about the supposed effects of the coconia fruit and any dish made from it! "MUU-CHAN IS THE BEST CENTIPEDE EVER!" the samurai suddenly screamed. Now, where did that come from? Caerbannog blinked a few times before she slowly slid into the surrounding crowd. The chef disappeared as quickly as she had appeared earlier and left nothing but the coconia crepes to the people who had flocked around her as she cooked then.

[Mellow]

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"ONTO THE NEXT STALL!"

It began with these words; such innocent words, wouldn't you think? Everything always seems innocent at first, nobody could ever imagine they'd bring about such a destructive chain of events; but this was not the trigger of these events, no, this was just the start. Mellow was extremely against romance, as you know, and he found it hard to find himself doing any of these..feminine things Megani wished of him. After finding out that the speed dating was just the beginning, he pivoted and started for the exit; having no tolerance for her bullshit at this time. "Awwe, Mellow, come on; it'll be fun!". Here it comes, the defining moment, the words that would send him into a spiral of despair; those six words that never were supposed to mean much but always cursed the ones involved..

"What's the worst that could happen?!"

At the time, Mellow hadn't known what was to come. He was foolish, he was naive; he was being played by the ever-cunning Megani. Hoping that doing whatever she asked of him would get him to shut up, he agreed to her demands; now heading towards The Fortune Teller with more than mild-irritation on his plate. "So what exactly is it you want me do at this fortune teller?" She clapped her hands together, grinning wildly as she looked up at him "Well, they're going to predict your love, silly!" His palm slammed against his forehead, stopping in his tracks as he sighed; immediately knowing what was coming. "What is it with you and trying to get me into a relationship? One moment you're trying to kill someone for wanting to do something with me, the next moment you're trying to push me into a relationship. What's up with you?!" She pouted at him, saddened he'd stopped moving "That girl was no good for you; I had to do what I could to get her away from you! Besides, maybe you'll find someone you really like here." He shrugged, continuing on his way as he'd eventually run into the teller's tent; opening the curtains to find a nice surprise.

"IT'S YOU AGAIN!"

Before him was the same green haired girl he'd met at the previous tent! Outraged by her appearance, he made motion to leave the tent; not wanting to deal with yet another persons bullshit today. "So does that mean you'll run from commitment yet again?". His movement ceased; head snapping back as his eyes narrowed from behind his mask "The neep you say?" She smirked, her hands circling the crystal ball as her eyes shone a beautiful blue light; the entire room darkening for her "act". "You have always been afraid of commitment, haven't you? Of course, why would you commit? You've gone through so much heartbreak that you no longer feel commitment is necessary. Yet...why can't you stop searching for that one?..Why does this man continuously walk the jagged path?".

"Shut up.."

Mellow stood silent, shocked by her words and the truth they brought with them. "Mellow?" Megani, now starting to realize she may have messed up in asking him to come here, quickly attempted to fix her mistake; the situation growing dire by the second. "Mellow you don't have to stay anymore; just go". Mellow couldn't move, he could only stand still while listening to her words; furious by her lack of knowledge. "She haunts you, doesn't she?..The woman that was..yet is." His fist clinched; immediately ready to sling upon the woman's face "Shut UP" She only giggled as per usual; continuing to mentally disrupt the flow "You cannot fight her.. you cannot win.. she will always be a strain on your existence.. you will never love agai--

-- YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT!"

His fists slammed onto the table; his eyes fueled with rage as he glared the green-haired woman down; finally having enough of her nonsense. "You don't know a GOD DAMN thing about me and you don't know a GOD DAMN thing about Megani!" She gave him a perplexed look "Oh? How so?" He snapped back "Megani doesn't haunt me..Not anymore.. I thought I had to run from Megani, I thought I had to fear Megani.. but there's something I realized quite a long time ago; something I should have made clear.". The hallucination of Megani appeared before him, curiosity filling her eyes as she awaited to her the remainder of his speech; her heart pumping faster than ever before. "Something Megani told me a long time ago, something I couldn't forget; something I'll always remember. We can be together.. We can be one..I hadn't realized it until just now, just when I heard you slandering her neeping name that I finally get it.." He looked towards the hallucination; a smile behind his mask as he extended his hand out to hers "I'm so stupid to not realize it--

--We ARE together...We ARE One."

It was one tear, then two, then three. Suddenly before she realized it, tears were streaming down her face; overjoyed from his statement. With knees shaking, she placed her hand on top of his; feeling a warmth unlike any other. "Mellow.." He grinned behind his mask; intertwining their fingers before turning to the green-haired woman and knocking over her crystal ball. "Whatever bullshit you're pulling here is fake. Do yourself a favor and neep right the hell off." He motioned to exit the door; stopping at the entrance as he took one last look back at the green-haired woman "Oh and by the way?.. Your need a new job". From this moment, the two exited the tent hand in hand; heading south down the city.

"Now that that's over, there's this really cool show going on at the theater in Site B! Who knows? Maybe you can even pick up a chick or two. Hehehe~". He facepalmed, standing dead in his tracks once more as they returned to the exact place they were before; arguing over everything and anything when it comes to love. "What is it with you trying to get me into the god damn relationships?!" She giggled, tightening her grip on his hand, as they headed towards site B; their eventful day on just beginning.

Hey Mellow, do you think there will be any cute boys there?

....Shut the neep up, Megani...

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