[ We find Most Of Our Heroes headed off to get some scruptious breakfast. 'Cause it's the most important meal of the day! They don't know where to go for it, tho, since they're in unfamiliar territory. ] [ Alci and Kardos are a ways back having a chat. Kenji and Anastasia have gone off to find enlightenment together. This leaves the rest of you to search for sustenance in this strange underground city. ] [ Right now, they're in the courtyard of Dumathoin's Citadel. Session Start! ] * Tia is still trailing Istvan, her mind obviously on the subject of food. "Do you think they have pancakes, Isty, huh? I'd love some pancakes for breakfast! Maybe some eggs too. Eggs would be good. And maybe some toast..." ... okay, so there are a few good places around the citidel where we can get some breakfast. Gonna lead you to a personal favorite, but I gotta warn you guys... dwarven breakfasts are a little heavier on the meat than what you might be used to. You can get normal pancakes and muffins and the like, but most of the stuff is pretty heavy. I like meat! That will be fine. I fear I lack the constitution for most dwarven beverage, though, so must request that you stear me towards something lighter in that arena. What kind of meat, Isty? Is there bacon? Or hamburgers? * Istvan nods. "They have non-alcoholic stuff to drink if you want." *turns to Tia* "Similar, but from underground animals. No cows down here, remember?" Oh...oh, yeah! What are underground cows called again? R...R... I forgot. Roethe. Yeah. Like cows, but bigger'n hairier'n a bit smeller. Good eatin', though. Yum! I want some. Then follow me. *walks thattaway* * WillS trails along, contemplating what he wants to eat. Underground version of cows or underground version of chickens? Tough choices... * Max floats thattaway. * Tia trots along eagerly behind Istvan. I do look forward to trying the local fair. Been quite some time since I've eaten anything not magically created. Well, or cooked by the Flying Couches house. ^_^ What's wrong with stuff cooked by the Flying Couches house? Nothing. It's just not a new experiance. *pushes his glasses up his nose* If one does not have new experiances every now and again, one stagnates. It's, um, one reason why I took up adventuring with you guys when Ariake was looking for someone to fill in for her. I, um, am kind of a boring person. Oh, and don't be surprised if pancakes and muffins and anything grainy is pretty damn expensive. Wheat has to be imported, so it costs a bunch. And fungus makes for poor breadstuffs.' * Seylin wrinkles her nose. So noted. Perhaps I should work on a variety that could grow here, or a means of providing the requisite sunlight and water. Though I would probably require a few druidic texts, and those are incredibly rare. Druids are not prolific writers. * Istvan grins at Max. "If you did, maybe you could find a way to make yourself a fungi." Horticulture is well outside my range of expertise. Though I have been studying underground ecology and dungeon building. Hm? That's just take a Poly--oh, you were jesting. *chuckles a bit embarassedly* Sorry. Nah. My sense of humor's a bit rusty. Could use a bit of fungi myself sometimes. [ The few people that are in the streets in this hour mostly don't pay you any mind, although Tia, as usual, gets some odd looks, although the dwarves are clearly trying not to gawk at her. ] * Istvan waves to the occasional familiar face/beard/helmet/scowl, and leads on towards the restaurant. * Tia makes sure to wave and smile at every passing dwarf. * Max seems entranced by the architecture, at least in the more open areas. * WillS smiles embarrassingly as his stomach gives off a loud growl. Man he's hungry. * Seylin ponders exactly what she's going to get for breakfast. [ Istvan soon arrives at a relatively short building with a colorfully festooned covering over it's doorways and windows. The covering is clearly just for show, as there's no sun to shield the diners from. In fact, it's actually illuminated by artificial lighting, just so the people of the city can see the colors. ] That looks nice! * Tia nods. "Pretty!" * Istvan heads into the restaurant to get the group a table or similar eating space. * Patrick smiles at Seylin, trying to guess what she's going to have for breakfast. "Eggs, a couple strips of bacon, two pancakes, a glass of orange juice, and fruit?" * Max settles his Book down on the seat, and looks around for any indication of what this establishment might serve. * Seylin smiles back. "What if I want toast and sausages instead of pancakes and bacon? Or the equivalents of them." * Patrick shrugs. "Was just trying to guess." ^^ * WillS looks around at what other dwarves are eating enthusiastically. Food! * Istvan leads the group to a table off to the side a bit, where Tia will have some room to wag without causing a brawl. * Tia shuffles into the restaurant carefully, trying not to knock anything over as she finds a place to sit. [ Inside, the restaurant is lit and done up in colorful pastels. Most objects are made entirely of metal and stone, with vinyl- covered padding on the seats. It's a strange ambience, but it smells of good food, and most of the tables are empty. From the sound of it, those tables still host to people are the sites of business negotiations. ] Mm. Nice place. I commend you on your taste in ambiance, Istvan. *pushes glasses up nose* * Istvan looks around. "Never really paid much attention, really. Food's good." * Seylin smiles. "Let's try it, then!" [ Kardos pokes his head in, looks around, finds you, and begins heading your way. ] Really now? Well, we really should get eating then. I mean really. I want some underground cow! * Max waves cheerfully at Kardos. * Alcinoe looks in a little after Kardos and starts walking after him. And to you guys! Oh no. * Seylin waves to Kardos and Alcinoe. * Tia waves at Kardos. * Max waves to Alci, too! Still cheerful, even. Maybe it's a doppleganger! Definitely smiling too much. ...nah. Yo Alci. * WillS waves to Alci and Kardos too! [ Kardos waves back. "Greetings. Interesting choice of dining location, Istvan." ] Food's good, plentiful and inexpensive. * Istvan flags down a waitress once everyone's seated, and asks for menus in Common. * Alcinoe nods. "Howdy." And then she has a seat somewhere open. Wherever that is. * Patrick takes a seat next to an open chair so Seylin can sit next to him. * Seylin sits next to Patrick, natch. Underground cow! * Tia wags her tail hopefully. * Seylin giggles. * Alcinoe looks confused. "Underground cow?" * Patrick chuckles. * Tia grins. "You know...the r...ro...um. I forgot the name of it." Roethe. Big hairy four-legged undergound animal. Main source of meat down here. Right! Underground cow! * Max nods. * Alcinoe makes an 'oh' sound. "Okay." [ Kardos has a seat next to Alci. Soon, a large dwarven woman who might be someone's idea of pretty comes out and distributes large, thick, tomelike menus that are in both Dwarven and Common. "Greetins' and goo' mornin', I'm Samson, an' I'll be yer waitress for th' mornin'. Can I start ye off with somethin' ter drink?" ] * Tia 's hand shoots up into the air. "I want water!" Ale, please. * Seylin searches through it, looking for what they have that would be in the tea or juice category. [ "Aye ...lass, we 'ave water. An' I'll bring ye a pitcher. Anythin' for the rest of you?" Kardos shakes his head and hands back his menu. ] * Patrick glances at Istvan, then at the waitress. "Got anythin' that's good without being alcoholic or tasting like it? 'm not in the mood to drink alcohol with breakfast." * Tia wags her tail in thanks. What do you recommend? And, um, something non-alcoholic, please, to drink. I fear I am not as hardy as your regular clientelle. ^^; * Alcinoe shakes her head. "Ah'll take water, thanks." * WillS nods. "I would like something non-alcoholic too." [ "We good, strong Dwarven coffee, sir. Ye likely don' want it black, tho." ] Hm. Creame and sugar? [ "Drinkin' it black tends tae do badness to most surface-folk, I've found." ] * Istvan snickers. "Saw an elf chug a mug of black dwarven coffee once. Didn't stop twitching for three days." * Seylin laughs and orders water. [ "I've heard lots of complaints of ulcers, m'self." ] * Patrick shrugs. "I'll take some coffee and water, then." I thank you for the warning. ^_^ * Seylin is completely unsurprised that Patrick wants to try the coffee. [ The waitdwarf nods, and commits that to memory. ] I'll take water. Yes, um, some coffee, eggs sunny-side-up with some pepper and some of ...how's the hot sauce, Istvan? Worth it on eggs? And I'll try the roethe steak, too, please. Drinks first, Max. Then food. [ The waitdwarf nods at Max. ] At least unless the others have finished looking at the menu. *looks around* People ready to order yet? Ready! * Tia 's tail thumps enthusiastically against the floor. Oh! Sorry. Then coffee. And water, I suppose. And that cream and sugar. Sorry. *pushes glasses up nose nervously* * Alcinoe shrugs, her menu still closed. "Ah'm not that hungry, but sure." * Seylin flips through more pages, trying to decide. "Um, could you ask me last, please?" I want underground cow, please! Roethe, Tia. Um, yes! I want roethe, please! [ The waitdwarf chuckles huskily. "In a bit, dear. Drinks first." ] Oh, right. Drinks first. * Tia grins. [ "Unless yer all ready t'order yer meal?" ] Ooh! I want roethe! I am ready, but will wait for the rest. * Istvan looks around. "People need time?' [ "Alright, dear. What part of the rothe' would ye like? Ribs? Flank? Shoulder?" ] Um, the tasty part? * Tia smiles uncertainly and wags her tail. ( All of it?) * Alcinoe shakes her head at Istvan. She pushes her menu away and sets her chin on her hands. Give her ribs. Lots and lots of ribs. *grins* Ooh, I like ribs. [ The waitdwarf nods. "Aye, a rack... two racks a' ribs itis. Anyone else, or would ye rather wait?" ] * Max 's stomach growls, and he blushes a bit. "Um, if you could bring me mine, I would appreciate it. Sorry for being rude." I'll have two roethe shoulders and... Dwarven toast with grilled tongue. *smirks* Man, it's been forever since I had grilled tongue. [ She nods. "Ye wanted eggs, sunny-side-up with pepper and spices, and a rothe' steak, aye?" ] Yes, please. [ "Anyone else?" ] * WillS looks up from his menu. "I'll have Dwarven toast w/ eggs, sunny-side-up. And some Roethe ribs please!" * Alcinoe speaks up: "Ah'll have a coupla eggs, scrambled, an' some sausage. Thanks." * Seylin finally looks up from her menu. "Um, eggs, toast, and roethe brisket, please." Can I get some some Corned Roethe Hash, Eggs over easy, and some sharp cheese'n'toast? [ The waitdwarf nods. She looks at Kardos. "Anythin' for you, hon?" Kardos shakes his head, saying "No, thank you." She shrugs, and says "I'll be back in' a bit with yer drinks, then." ] [ She stomps off in that particular dwarven way. ] * Alcinoe looks at Kardos. "Already ate?" [ "I'm not hungry," offers Kardos. ] * Alcinoe nods and goes back to putting her chin on her hands. [ Soon, the waitdrawf somes out with drinks for everybody! And there was much rejoicing. ] * Seylin drinks water. Yay! [ Seylin is nourished! ] * Patrick drinks coffee and water. Joy. * Istvan downs his ale. "Ah, nothing like good breakfast ale." * Max eats! Yum. * Tia guzzles water from her pitcher, then throws the rest over her scaly skin and sighs in contentment. * Alcinoe sips at her water, gazing into the distance. * WillS take a sip of his water. His stomach growls in discontent as it's not very filling. [ The water sinks into Tia's skin before any gets on the floor. ] [ And then, a CR 47 breakfast came out to them! But the fight was so long, we had to put it in another session. Session End! ]