Danwyn bravely takes the lead and takes a bite of the stew. The smell, he finds, doesn't do the taste of the stew justice. The greasy broth is foul in a way that he didn't think was possible in a food item. Carrion, perhaps, but not stew. He barely supresses a strong gag reflex and manages a feeble smile at the eager Ambrose. (Fort save 11+4=15, success)
Pyior picks at his stew and feels his stomach rolling at the first lick. No amount of effort can get his body to willingly accept the stew. (Fort save 2+2=4, failure) He bravely tries nibbling at the bread.
Khajom and Ys-Baddaden both are able to stomach the foul stew, though it is a challenge. (Fort save 16 and 19) It creates the sort of stomach pains that cause you to break out in a cold sweat. The bread, as everyone finds, tastes as though sand is one of the primary ingredients. Its utter blandness, however, is a welcome diversion from the stew.
Ambrose seems crestfallen when he sees some of the reactions to his creation. "What? Is there something wrong with it? Do you not like it? Perhaps the seasoning was too much."
He seems so genuinely heartbroken that everyone feels compelled to at least make a token effort at eating. Ys-Baddaden is able to diplomatically reassure the cook that in fact the food is quite fine...that they simply aren't that hungry after having a late lunch. Ambrose seems placated by this and returns most of his focus to preparing the soldiers' dinner.
Finally, you escape the kitchen, again thanking the cook for the food. Once back in the main hall, everyone clutches their stomachs, hoping that the food won't make a return visit.
Where would you all like to begin exploring? Top down, bottom up, or specific rooms?
