Cusp of a New Era: Stories of a Changing Time(RP Topic)

Lillan happily followed her, although he kept silent.

@Runa

Blud kept searching through the city, checking different alley ways. If he saw anyone he recognized (from the group) he would have them return to the house.


Moenir though more about his life growing up and what having that father now meant to him and what his goal should be… Everything he wanted was to take his revenge on his father… but now that’s gone. Moenir sighs and thinks more and more about this rebellion, truthfully his only from that was to return home, and maybe go over whatever information about his father he found before he left again. Strangely, he was now deeper involved in this rebellion than what he would have wanted… and what was he going to fight for? Some country’s freedom that he basically had nothing to do with? Moenir sighs again, this was certainly troublesome for him.

He finishes his bath, and changes into a new set of clothes. He loose light grey ■■■■■ and black trousers. He grabs his grey jacket to complete the outfit and heads inside for some soup.

Aina kept the larger pot, warmed over a cool fire, with all bowls empty. She had dumped any untouched soup back in the pot to keep it nice and warm, while she waited for the others. Moenir grabbed a clean bowl and served himself, sitting down at the table to eat.

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Sarah soon entered. “Sorry 'bout that.” She said shyly as she sat down.

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Aina got her a fresh bowl of hot soup,
“It’s not an issue.”

Moenir was slowly eating his.

“Thank ya, ma’am.” Sarah said as she began eating.

Lillan followed her in.

Aina nods,
“It’s not an issue.”

She grabs a fresh bowl of soup for Lillan and put it on the table.

Blud would return shortly, asking,
“Is everyone here now?”

Moenir watches them, remaining mostly silent.

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Sarah looks around around. Assuming all the friends that went out searching saw them on the way back, she nodded. “Believe so.”

Haful made his way to the guard house. He knocked on the door.

A guard answered. “Hello?” he asked.

“Hello sir. I have come to see if you have any cooking positions availible.”

The man looks back in and looks out at him. “Yes we do. However, you can’t just walk in and get it. You will 'ave to prove you can do it.” He informs.

"Okay. Where do I begin? And will I be given supplies.

“You will be given supplies.” He tells Haful. “And you can start in here. Zis way.” He said, leading him inside, keeping an eye on him.

Haful followed, trying to seem harmless.

He is lead to a kitchen. “Cook a meal for three.” He says, gesturing to the kitchen.

He enters the kitchen and looks around the kitchen, taking a look at the stores.

It had some variety to the ingredients, but most would seem relatively bland, with some interesting things mixed in.

OOC: I’m leaving it to you as to what’s in the kitchen, with that brief description in mind.

Haful opened the cabinet, and pulled out; a bottle of olive oil, a small bag of sugar, and an onion. He then went to the ice box, and pulled out; a cup of plain yogurt, raw chicken, a can of milk, a lemon, and tomato paste. He reached into his bag, and pulled out various spices. He found a pan, and lit the stove. He let the stove heat as he cut up the chicken. He then washed his hands, and measured 3 tablespoons of olive oil into the pan, then began to saute the onion. He than mixed in the spices. Once it had simmered for 2 minutes, he threw in the yogurt, chicken, he squeezed the lemon into the pan, and added the tomato paste. He stirred well, then let it simmer for 25 minutes. He then removed a bay leaf he had added, the squeezed in some lemon juice. Then he let it simmer for 5 more minutes. He then served the dish into three plates he had retrieved from the cabinet. He brought the dishes out, and set them on the table.

OOC: bonus points if you can guess the dish.

Three soldiers sat at the table and examined the dish. One looked at the other two. “Bon appétit.” He told them, and they all began to eat.