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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 2409202" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>The Children of Leviathan - Conclusion</strong></p><p></p><p>After resting and recovering from their wounds in comfortable rooms of a sumptuous Milandisian manor in Naeraanth, they were summoned for a banquet. It was to be a feast held in their honor by none other than His Majesty King Osric IV of Milandir. </p><p></p><p>Dressed in proper attire, they followed a steward down a long hallway. It led to a set of large doors carved with hunting motifs. </p><p></p><p>The steward swung open the doors to reveal the officers of the Shrike seated around a long rectangular table at the center of a large stone hall. The hall was lined with many extravagant tapestries, a roaring fireplace and other sundry trappings.</p><p></p><p>A man with short, dark curly hair was seated at the head of the table. All the guests stood as they entered. </p><p></p><p>“Greetings,” he said. “I am Alexius Waldulf, the manor castellan. Unfortunately, is majesty King Osric will not be in attendance this evening, as matters of import in Tralia kept him away. His majesty sends his apologies.”</p><p></p><p>Vlad was visibly disappointed. Kham shrugged. Ilmarė rolled her eyes. Cal and Bijoux just looked at the food on the table. </p><p></p><p>“However,” continued Alexius, “please be assured that you will be paid in full for your efforts. Each of you has rightly earned the grateful favor of the Crown for your service to Milandir. As for the crew of the Shrike,” he turned towards the other men. They were all there: Captain Baldric, Edward, even Crazy Bob. Baldric and Edward wore officer’s insignias on new jackets. “You will all receives pardons and officers commissions!”</p><p></p><p>The men went wild, cheering and hooting in a decidedly inappropriate manner. Alexius raised his mug.</p><p></p><p>“His Majesty offers you a hunting feast!” He rang a dainty silver bell.</p><p></p><p>The bright peal of the bell summoned many servants carrying trays. They festooned the table with varied dishes, venison and decorative delicacies under or upon silver serving dishes, trays and decanters.</p><p></p><p>“We were looking for Cassicus,” said Ilmarė out of the side of her mouth. “That’s why Quintus sent us to find you.”</p><p></p><p>The servants lifted the tops of the serving trays, revealing succulent smells of roasted saucy meats, breads, fancy stews and puddings, dark gravies, bright vegetables, sweet woodland fruits, truffles, mushrooms and subtle spices. </p><p></p><p>“Great,” said Kham. “Who’s Cassicus?”</p><p></p><p>As wine and mead was poured out, two servants started a quiet whispered argument over one last dish that remained uncovered.</p><p></p><p>“Senator Tensen-Balin’s son, remember?” said Vlad on the other side of Kham.</p><p></p><p>The castellan walked over the servants and became embroiled in an argument with the head servant about the dish.</p><p></p><p>“Oh yeah,” said Kham. “Right. Well. I’m going to be a bit preoccupied here. But I’ll catch up.”</p><p></p><p>The servant was clearly reluctant to uncover the tray, indicating that it was inappropriate given present company.</p><p></p><p>“Like you did last time?” said Vlad. “I haven’t seen you since Sweet Savona.”</p><p></p><p>Alexius was incensed. He asked if the servant thought his guests weren’t good enough for the servant’s opinions or his chef’s dishes. </p><p></p><p>“It’s not every day you get named the Consort of Larissa,” said Kham with a satisfied smirk. “But give Quintus my regards. I’ll try to meet you when I can. I’ve got to give a report to the Altherian government.”</p><p></p><p>Alexius began to shout at the servant, demanding the dish be revealed. </p><p></p><p>Cal sniffed at the tray.</p><p></p><p>The servant apologized to the castellan but did not move to uncover the dish.</p><p></p><p>With a swipe of one huge claw, Cal tugged the lid of the tray.</p><p></p><p>It was a large steamed octopus, decorated with many cooked shellfish and tucked in bundles of edible seaweed.</p><p></p><p>“Who lives in the grotto down under the sea?” sand Cal in his baritone voice.</p><p></p><p>The rest of the table paused in shock. Then they burst out into raucous laughter and joined in.</p><p></p><p>“LE-VI-A-THAN!</p><p>An aspect o' Yarris an' evil be he!</p><p>LE-VI-A-THAN!</p><p>If nautical nightmares be somethin’ ye fear,</p><p>LE-VI-A-THAN!</p><p>Then run fer yer lives and dump all yer gear!</p><p>LE-VI-A-THAN!</p><p>Ready?</p><p>Leviathan, Leviathan, Leviathan, le-VI-A-THANNNNNNN!”</p><p></p><p>Kham slapped his forehead. “Gods, he taught ALL of you that song?!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 2409202, member: 3285"] [b]The Children of Leviathan - Conclusion[/b] After resting and recovering from their wounds in comfortable rooms of a sumptuous Milandisian manor in Naeraanth, they were summoned for a banquet. It was to be a feast held in their honor by none other than His Majesty King Osric IV of Milandir. Dressed in proper attire, they followed a steward down a long hallway. It led to a set of large doors carved with hunting motifs. The steward swung open the doors to reveal the officers of the Shrike seated around a long rectangular table at the center of a large stone hall. The hall was lined with many extravagant tapestries, a roaring fireplace and other sundry trappings. A man with short, dark curly hair was seated at the head of the table. All the guests stood as they entered. “Greetings,” he said. “I am Alexius Waldulf, the manor castellan. Unfortunately, is majesty King Osric will not be in attendance this evening, as matters of import in Tralia kept him away. His majesty sends his apologies.” Vlad was visibly disappointed. Kham shrugged. Ilmarė rolled her eyes. Cal and Bijoux just looked at the food on the table. “However,” continued Alexius, “please be assured that you will be paid in full for your efforts. Each of you has rightly earned the grateful favor of the Crown for your service to Milandir. As for the crew of the Shrike,” he turned towards the other men. They were all there: Captain Baldric, Edward, even Crazy Bob. Baldric and Edward wore officer’s insignias on new jackets. “You will all receives pardons and officers commissions!” The men went wild, cheering and hooting in a decidedly inappropriate manner. Alexius raised his mug. “His Majesty offers you a hunting feast!” He rang a dainty silver bell. The bright peal of the bell summoned many servants carrying trays. They festooned the table with varied dishes, venison and decorative delicacies under or upon silver serving dishes, trays and decanters. “We were looking for Cassicus,” said Ilmarė out of the side of her mouth. “That’s why Quintus sent us to find you.” The servants lifted the tops of the serving trays, revealing succulent smells of roasted saucy meats, breads, fancy stews and puddings, dark gravies, bright vegetables, sweet woodland fruits, truffles, mushrooms and subtle spices. “Great,” said Kham. “Who’s Cassicus?” As wine and mead was poured out, two servants started a quiet whispered argument over one last dish that remained uncovered. “Senator Tensen-Balin’s son, remember?” said Vlad on the other side of Kham. The castellan walked over the servants and became embroiled in an argument with the head servant about the dish. “Oh yeah,” said Kham. “Right. Well. I’m going to be a bit preoccupied here. But I’ll catch up.” The servant was clearly reluctant to uncover the tray, indicating that it was inappropriate given present company. “Like you did last time?” said Vlad. “I haven’t seen you since Sweet Savona.” Alexius was incensed. He asked if the servant thought his guests weren’t good enough for the servant’s opinions or his chef’s dishes. “It’s not every day you get named the Consort of Larissa,” said Kham with a satisfied smirk. “But give Quintus my regards. I’ll try to meet you when I can. I’ve got to give a report to the Altherian government.” Alexius began to shout at the servant, demanding the dish be revealed. Cal sniffed at the tray. The servant apologized to the castellan but did not move to uncover the dish. With a swipe of one huge claw, Cal tugged the lid of the tray. It was a large steamed octopus, decorated with many cooked shellfish and tucked in bundles of edible seaweed. “Who lives in the grotto down under the sea?” sand Cal in his baritone voice. The rest of the table paused in shock. Then they burst out into raucous laughter and joined in. “LE-VI-A-THAN! An aspect o' Yarris an' evil be he! LE-VI-A-THAN! If nautical nightmares be somethin’ ye fear, LE-VI-A-THAN! Then run fer yer lives and dump all yer gear! LE-VI-A-THAN! Ready? Leviathan, Leviathan, Leviathan, le-VI-A-THANNNNNNN!” Kham slapped his forehead. “Gods, he taught ALL of you that song?!” [/QUOTE]
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