Golden Peacock TDM Overflow

[bardische]

Original Top Level
Overlfow 2l
Overflow 3

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[crestsidestory]

[ She nods, momentarily distracted by the fact that the oysters seem to be displayed on a bed of diamonds. Surely they can't be real diamonds - that's a level of excess beyond what she had previously thought. ]

Not just wealthy but so advanced that they can somehow bring us here from such a variety of different places. [ Without assistance or permission. ] They seem a powerful enemy.

[ It's somewhat surreal to make that acknowledgement after everything that has happened today. His hand seems to tighten around hers for a moment and she can't be certain if it's intentional or not but she impulsively gives his hand an answering squeeze, a rallying cry in tactile form. When she lets go, it's so she can take a plate and pluck some fruit and slices of bread and cheese from the buffet. Having a powerful enemy is an excellent reason to want to keep her strength up; they are at a disadvantage here and no amount of decadence distracts from that thought.

(Even if she does slyly snag the last exquisitely decorated tiny cake from a dish spotted with flecks of gold. It looks like the perfect mouthful.) ]

I have the impression that you would be useful if we needed to fight our way out of this place.

[bardische]

Is there magick on your world?

[ He asks it while his own eyes sweep the buffet. Opulent food, for one, but he also notices the diamond ice, and the costly inlays on the sides of the serving boards, and the gold on the edges of the plates. Just what is this place? And who is laboring to make this happen?

He does not realize that his hand tightens in Edelgard -- in protection or in a plea for rootedness, he does not know. Whatever this is, it is not normal, even for the wealthy.

She goes for food, though, and he knows there is wisdom of it. His plate, though, takes rice, simple roasted root vegetables. He indulges in spooning a bit of the juice from a roast chicken over these. The portions are, perhaps, too small for his frame and how busy his day has been. Food is still touch and go on his stomach, and he doesn't with Edelgard to see him despondent the way fresh fruit can sometimes overwhelm him.

That said, he does hide a smile at her plucking a single small cake. ]

I am honored, Lady. I would gladly be of assistance. You seem a commander with a good head and some experience.

[ Even-keeled, observant, kind but not loose, firm but not cruel, realistic but not unwilling to take risks. All traits he respected and worked well under. ]