Jemals School

[ishalleatyourflesh]

Aussir takes takes the parchment warily and looks at it he turns it one way then the other, lifting his goggles squinting at it, finaly laying it on the ground and running a claw over each word as he sounds it out. When he finishes he gives a sarp bark, the amusment on his face shows that it is probly a laugh. He rolls up the parchment and tucks it behind his head in the goggle band.

[Rhun]

"Well, shall we make our way to the kitchen?"

[Rathan]

"I sure hope so.... I'm famished.. I could use a bit of roasted pheasant in a cranberry sauce right now I tell you... I hope their food here is good.. there's nothing like well prepared culinary masterpieces!" the hungry priest apprentice uttered softly as he heard his own stomach growl in anticipation of food...

[Jemal]

"Rat on a stick... Right, whatever. M'kay, lets get goin. If ya wanna check on yer horse, stables should be..." Arin frowns and looks around as you reach the intersection "Acshuly, I never been there. Mall's that way if ya wanna ask the stone, then the caf should be easy to find from there. I'll show everyone else to tha food." She smiles and leads whoever follows to the cafeteria.

Once you arrive, you find the cafeteria to be massive - though not the 'unimaginable hugeness' of the Mall, just regular Palace-massive. It looks like it could seat a few hundred people at once, and there are perhaps a hundred currently here. Arin leads you up to one of many stations ringing the exterior walls "Watcha do is just come ta onea these guys here and tell'em your order, We got some totally wicked chefs here, Then ya just go sit down and a servant'll bring tha food to ya soon's it's done. Ya can come in whenever ya want, there's a couple busy times but generlly ya eat when yer hungry. Usually the sentients who eat strange stuff're considerate enough t'eat over on that side, so's long as ya stay near this side ya shouldn't loose yer appetite." She points to the far side where you see a few of the less humanoid races congregating.

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Just need to know who stays with Arin and who splits off. Please make that clear in your next posts.

[Rathan]

Terrance rubs his stomach a bit as he takes in the aromas of the caff. He was mighty glad he stuck with Arin this time as he was famished from his long trip on nothing by measly trail rations and of course the long walk and carriage ride..... he steps up to one of the stations along the wall as instructed and orders... "Roasted Pheasant with a light cranberry pinenut sauce please my good chefs.... the all too formal priest says then moves to return to Arin and the rest of the group that stayed with her in the caff.

[GlassEye]

Cal surveys the expanse that is the cafeteria and the numerous beings currently feasting within it. Nettle's tail thumps on the floor in restrained excitement. "Over there, huh?" he says to Arin only half-way paying attention to the response. He shrugs and follows after the seemingly unfazed Terrance. "Umm...shepherd's pie and, ah... small beer. Oh, and a bit of meat on the bone for my wolf." He'll then go have a seat at one of the tables.

[Rhun]

Amaya steps up to order. "Rice with steamed vegetables, and a side of fruit. And a cup of green tea, hot, with a bit of lemon and honey." Her order placed, she moves to join her companions at table.

[Theroc]

Coravin smiled faintly, and approached the station the others were using to order their foods.

"The rice with steamed vegetables with a side of fruit sounds nice, though for a beverage, I'd prefer plain water..."

And with that, he turned to rejoin the others and await his meal.

[Myth and Legend]

Jamien was quite used to servants and chefs, so it was no trouble for him to place an order. "Roasted boar or other hunted game if you will. A tankard of dark ale, and a dish of steamed vegetables on the side. Also some cottage cheese, if you have it."

The young knight then looked around, wandering where to sit. He made his way to the table and smiled at the beautiful Amaya, but decided not to intrude with his person just yet. He moved further down and sat next to Cal. "Nettle looks hungry." the boy grinned, as he removed his mail clad gauntlets with relief.l

[GlassEye]

Cal ruffles the fur on the top of the wolf's head as the wolf sniffs the air. "Nettle is always hungry. So, you have a warhorse? You think you'll be able to fight with him in the arena?"

[renau1g]

Zero will casually walk up behind the others, "I'll have the braised clawfoot, please, roasted over a bed of pilaf and served with a side dark mushrooms" he says casually. He'd acquired a taste for the dinosaurs during a hunt on the Talenta Plains with his friends during the time he was testing out the latest incarnation of the aqruebus.

[Rhun]

"It seems like a lot of work to have chef's that whip up each indivdual's food," says Amaya in a conversational tone. "You'd think they'd just offer a few different meals available each day, to make it easy on the workers."

[renau1g]

"Maybe they use magic.... or better yet, some sorta construct who've they've created to handle the food preperation" Zero replies, his mind beginning to wander about how one can create such wonders

[Myth and Legend]

Jamien nodded. "I do have a warhorse, he is a gift from my father, to celebrate my anointment as a Knight. I surely hope i would be allowed to ride Tempest in the Arena, there are few weapons deadlier than a lance striking from a charging destrier. I also used to have hounds back home. Which reminds me, you seem of common birth. What is your trade?"

The conversation regarding food and magic also caught Jamien's interest: "The Wizard that brought me to the academy grounds could conjure a magnificent mansion with servants and food already prepared inside. Surely the creators of this place are just as capable with the arcane arts."

[GlassEye]

"Common?" Cal rubs his chin thoughtfully in response to Jamien's comments. "I suppose so. I guess by trade I am a kitharoidos, ah... musician, you might say. And I am an initiate into the mysteries of the Old Gods. But I've been a shepherd and I trained Nettle myself. And I'm a fair shot with the bow. You say your father gave you your horse; is he a king?"

Cal's eyes light up as if just blessed with a sudden thought. He leans back and pokes his head around his companions so that he can call out to their guide. "Arin? If you are to continue guiding us after our meal could you show us the arena? And when do we get to join our first arena battle?"

[Rhun]

At Cal's mention of Jamien's father being a king, Amaya's head comes up, and a look of sadness crosses her face. She remains quiet, and the look quickly passes , almost unnoticed.

[ishalleatyourflesh]

trailing after the group Aussir stares at the chiefs for a moment then takes off his goggles and does his best puppy dog eyes, helped buy the way the light makes his eyes water? "Rat on a stick? Big rat on a stick for Aussir? With ketchup?" After a moment of this he replaces his goggles and scurries after the group. "So what weird food people order?"

[Arkhandus]

Keizaan heads to the Mall and approaches the center, seeking a way to the stables, to check on his horse and make sure it's taken care of. Only afterward does he head for the cafeteria.

[Rathan]

Terrance could not help but chuckle at the lyric he had written down for Assuir and then hearing him order a BIG rat on a stick with ketchup made him fully blow laugh... there was something not quite right with Assuir but Terrance felt oddly at ease with the less than savory creature.... perhaps it was his thrist for knowledge that made him less than weary of the evils and weird things out there on this planet.. but no even the dreaded bloodthristy kobolds really had much effect on him really.. in fact Assuir was nice to have around.. his antics distracted everyone else from Terrance's distinct lack of grace...."come sit over here by me Assuir and we'll wait for our food together" Terrance spoke softly and patted the bench next to where he sat...

[Myth and Legend]

The Knight laughed and shook his head, blond locks swinging in fluid motion. "No not at all. My father is a Knight and the head of House de Chartes. He is - the boy paused for a moment - i think he is sixty seventh in line for the throne of our small Barony. And still, we owe allegiance to Amn, so it would be a cold day in the nine hells before I become a prince."

Jamien laughed and shook his head, and then paused for a moment, catching a glimpse of Amaya's reaction. "My lady, you seem interested in the noble houses and regalia of my land. Do you have kings in your homeland? Perhaps you are of noble birth yourself?"

The Knight smiled at Amaya and then grinned at Cal "A shepherd with a pet wolf, how very poetic."