Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150409160545/@comment-24736819-20150425192037

(Not in direct confrontation, at least. I'm waiting for you to move them, though.)

Finally Rakhr's time to shine arrived. Everyone was chanting for more food, like animals getting ready to slaughter their victims...yet Rakhr seemed confident.

His first dish was served, composed of a lamb-like meat with a salad of raisins and carrots soaked in Fellmoor Red Wine, and a hot flaky bread dripping with honey in small portions. The dish was not only beautiful, but incredibly tasty as well, making the sailors salivate even before they ate it.

Grandjean launched an angry look to the redguard, who smirked upon seeing that. What was truly incredible was the silence that fell upon the room as everyone flavoured their food only emitting sounds of pleasure on each bite.

Soon enough the first dish was eaten and the second one was delivered: steaming crusty bread glaced with fresh-made butter and honey accompanied a thick stew of mudcrab, clam and at least three different kinds of fish. To drink they had a rare treat, Mead with Juniper Berry.

...

"The audicity of that kid! Can you believe that?! Beat me in my own specialty?!", Argent was furious, but luckily his shoutings couldn't be heard in the eating room because of the fuss that Rakhr's last dish caused.

"You were beaten, Grandjean. Admit it, you'll suffer less.", Chandy, Tormund's first mate, mocked the cook.

"Just who is this redguard? How could he know that dish?! Wasn't he some common cook at a random inn in Shornhelm?", Argent continued.

"If he was a common cook, I can't wait to see what a great cook could do... Cause you got your ass handed to you!", Chandagnac laughed.