A Champion's Feast! Victory Rewarded in Castle Mazoku! [O] Aug 13, 2017 3:33:50 GMT gogmagog and Ais like this
Post by Lord Xylo on Aug 13, 2017 3:33:50 GMT
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There was commotion in Castle Mazoku. Soldiers frantically carried massive piles of plates and cups from one room to the next, Namekian's who'd been assigned jobs as Hunters pulled massive hunks of Namek Dinosaur meat down the halls towards the newly-installed kitchen, and a few mercenaries of different races were bringing in dessert's of all shapes and sizes. It was pure chaos, and it was the kind one wouldn't expect to see from bloodthirsty warmongers.
"Looks like its going well so far," Xylo commented from the head seat of the feast hall.
"Indeed, my lord. By my estimate, the feast's first course should be ready in just an hour." The dinosaur-faced Namekian at his side bowed, a pleased smile on his face.
"Psh. It'd only take 15 minutes if we used this recipe I found online." Cassia, the human woman on Xylo's opposite side, chewed idly on some gum as she showed the Mazoku Lord the screen of her mobile device. The mutated assistant dropped his jaw, but before he could speak, Xylo responded in his stead. "We'd be losing a lot of flavor for speed. Just look at the reviews. I bet they're all complaining about bland meals."
Cassia rolled her eyes as she scrolled, but was surprised to see Xylo was right. She let out an annoyed huff, blowing her gum into a bubble before letting it pop. "Whatever. I'll be in the lab. Just call me when your extra flavor gets the meals done." She stomped away, texting someone on her phone as she exited. The Namekian assistant smirked as he watched her walk off. "Hmph. She thinks she's so great with her 'Red Eclipse' this and 'Red Eclipse' that. It's a good thing you put your foot down, my lord."
"Don't get too cocky because I sided with you for once, Babosa. Go check on our chefs; make sure they don't overcook everything."
Babosa nodded worriedly, stepping backwards towards the kitchen as he stammered. "O-of course, my lord. For the Mazoku!" Without another word, he hurried into the next room, slamming the doors shut behind him.
Xylo gave the room a close look now that he was alone. The feast hall was a rather new addition, added to the west wing of the castle just days after word had come of victory on Yardrat and the Gemini. Despite the hasty job, the room looked just as nice as the rest of the castle, thanks in part to the magic of the volunteer Dragon Mystics in the building efforts.
The rooms layout was fairly simple. It was a rectangular room, with a small rise in the center, which meant you'd need to walk up a small set of stairs to reach the dining tables. Speaking of, the tables were laid out for quite a large audience; two tables almost as long as the room extended from Xylo's position, each long enough to seat a hundred people or more. Xylo's personal table was much smaller, seating at most ten people. It was reserved for himself and the guests of honor, who would hopefully arrive before the rest of the army did.
A few mercenaries who'd volunteered to assist were currently laying plates and cutlery down at the last few seats. It would only be a matter of time before they were ready to open their doors to the public, and by the sound of things, there was already a crowd.
Sax Samba Dantalion Basil Ais gogmagog Helix Crust ass You've all been invited to sit at Xylo's table! Flavor the invitation how you like, but make sure you arrive before the tables are set in two rounds so we can have a little greeting before we chow down.