fellowship season two - mishmash inn The Fellowship of the Thing - I'm bored. Time for Season 2!

[Trutharchivist he/him]

Galard sat at the kitchen, an amused look on his face. He frowned for a moment at the small dragon that zipped around the room, returning every now and there to the timid girl that just entered. Then it changed to... A pot? Whatever this thing was, it was odd.

10 hours ago, Telrao said:

Eliira yelped and dashed into the farthest corner she could, hyperventilating in fear.

"Hey, you can wait here while the soup is cooking." He told the girl. "Don't be scared of Klave there, he'll do you no harm."

[Telrao she/her]

"Uhm, okay..." She said, trying to smile, but failing miserably. She sat down, hands in her lap, trembling slightly.

Zirn'rii zipped over to Galard and turned back into a dragon. Hi there! He said happily, Who are you? Then he immediately spotted the ventilation chute and zipped into it.

[Trutharchivist he/him]

2 minutes ago, Telrao said:

"Uhm, okay..." She said, trying to smile, but failing miserably. She sat down, hands in her lap, trembling slightly.

Zirn'rii zipped over to Galard and turned back into a dragon. Hi there! He said happily, Who are you? Then he immediately spotted the ventilation chute and zipped into it.

Galard frowned. "What is this ... Creature? Did it just look like a dragon?" He shook his head. "Anyway, I'm professor Galard, nice to meet you. And you are...?"

[Telrao she/her]

12 minutes ago, Trutharchivist said:

Galard frowned. "What is this ... Creature? Did it just look like a dragon?" He shook his head. "Anyway, I'm professor Galard, nice to meet you. And you are...?"

"Oh, uhm... that's Zirn'rii, my Lonespren. He uh, heard of dragons once and wanted to be one." She tipped her head. "You're Eliira - eh, I mean I'm Eliira." She wrung her hands. "Uhm, nice to meet you too?"

[Edema Rue she/her]

“Is there something we can kill while the soup is not ready?” Rayvyn asks.

[Telrao she/her]

Eliira attempted (and failed) a small grin. "We, ah, can kill time? Haha..."

[Edema Rue she/her]

“Can time be killed?” Rayvyn looked at her, excited.

[Telrao she/her]

"Uhm... technically? We're, eh, killing it right now..." Eliira said, regretting the fact the she had ever world-hopped to this people-covered place.

[Edema Rue she/her]

"Really?" Rayvyn asked, slightly disappointed. "But that is so simple! It is not a worthy killing," she said decidedly.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"Then think of it as burning."

[Edema Rue she/her]

Rayvyn shakes her head. “Such strange people,” she murmurs.”

[Channelknight Fadran]

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- Some time later -

"Smells like it's done." Fadran pulled off the lid and took in a deep whiff. "Mmm. Wonderful. Ray, get some bowls, will you?"

[Edema Rue she/her]

Rayvyn blinks. "That is called a nickname! I have never had one before!" She goes over to a cupboard and pulls out a stack of plates. "Are these bowls?" 

[Channelknight Fadran]

"Wow." Fadran sighed, walking over to put the plates back and grabbing actual bowls instead. "What exactly have you been eating that hasn't been served in bowls before?"

[Edema Rue she/her]

"Food?" Rayvyn asks. "What else would I be eating?"

[Telrao she/her]

Zirn'rii zipped back into the room and twirled around Fadran's head. He weaved around the stack of bowls.

Oooh! He said excitedly, did she, like, eat with her hands? What's it like having hands? Or eating? I imagine the feeling of things sliding down your throat... into your stomach... so slimy! Humans are sooo strange!

"Hush, Zirn'rii!" Eliira said, blushing. "Uhm, the soup smells good!" She sniffed the air, her mouth watering.

[Edema Rue she/her]

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Well, I don't think this has been so quiet since it's creation. We should change that.

"Very good," Rayvyn agreed, sounding surprised. "Do we eat it, or shall we kill something first?"

[Telrao she/her]

1 minute ago, Aes Sedai said:

"Very good," Rayvyn agreed, sounding surprised. "Do we eat it, or shall we kill something first?"

Oooo eat it! Zirn'rii exclaimed, Then tell me what it smells like to your mouth!

Eliira smiled awkwardly and moved to serve the soup. She grabbed a ladle, then scooped it into a bowl. She handed it and a spoon to Rayvyn. "Ehm, the chef gets to taste first!" She said, then quickly sat down in her corner.

Is it yummy? Does it smell good? What's it like having smell? Zirn'rii zipped over to Rayvyn and twirled about as an amber ribbon.

[Edema Rue she/her]

Rayvyn sniffed it almost suspiciously, then grabbed the spoon the way a two-year-old might hold a crayon. She placed it in her mouth awkwardly. Her eyes widened, and she stared at the soup, shocked. Then she pulled out a knife and downed the rest of the bowl while eyeing the others warily.  

[Telrao she/her]

6 minutes ago, Aes Sedai said:

Rayvyn sniffed it almost suspiciously, then grabbed the spoon the way a two-year-old might hold a crayon. She placed it in her mouth awkwardly. Her eyes widened, and she stared at the soup, shocked. Then she pulled out a knife and downed the rest of the bowl while eyeing the others warily.  

Zirn'rii zipped over to the knife and spun around it. Is it tasty? he asked as he turned into a miniature soup bowl.

[Edema Rue she/her]

Rayvyn nodded slowly. 

[Telrao she/her]

1 minute ago, Aes Sedai said:

Rayvyn nodded slowly. 

Can I have some? He asked excitedly, forming back into a dragon and settling on the edge of the pot.

"You can't even eat!" Eliira said, standing to serve Rayvyn again. She grabbed the ladle and poured more soup into Rayvyn's bowl. "I, uh, apologise for my spren. He's very... curious."

Yep! he replied happily. Can I have some soup?

[Channelknight Fadran]

46 minutes ago, Aes Sedai said:

Rayvyn nodded slowly. 

Fadran grinned. "Thought you might like it."

[Edema Rue she/her]

"Are you sure that this is food?" She asks. "It..." she shakes her head, downing another bowl.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"I want to know what stuff you've been eating."