48th Day of Autumn, Nineteenth Turn of the Tenth Pass. Tillek Hold

Dining Hall
This spacious room's lintel is trimmed with dark blue and white painted ribbons, entwining their way around and eventually connecting together again. In the center of the floor is a large golden dais that has been raised up from the floor a little. Set upon the dais is a large table, gleaming from care. Around the table are large backed chairs, their wooden frames shining as well. The chair backs are cushioned for comfort when dining, each with a common scene of a small skiff sailing out into a sea of turbulent waters on woven on them. Carved into the dais is an ocean line with a great dolphin jumping out from it, symbolizing Tillek's devotion to the sea.

Below the Lord's table are rows of tables set parallel, fitted with chairs at the near, and gradually being reduced to roughed benches towards the outer doors. The scent of luscious food waft through the doors that lead into the kitchen and hover around, filling the air with savory and appetizing smells. This room is naturally dim, through the glowbaskets set up around the sides add some light that reflects off the woodwork and adds a hint of ambiance to the meals eaten here.
You see Dinner Table here.
Obvious exits: Great Hall Kitchens Back Stairs

Nemyne walks into the Dining Hall.

Venadin walks into the Dining Hall.

Caeryn walks into the Dining Hall.

Drudges make their way through the people, holding out wine skins to refill glasses, and provide fresh ones for newcomers. "Have a seat wherever," they mutter to you as they make sure you are fully wined.

Venadin makes his way to a place near the hearth. The click of his cane echoing through the room until he reaches a seat and slowly eases himself into it.

Caeryn wanders into the Hall and nods toward the few people she passes. Here on a trip to visit one of the new quarries. Might as well get some decent food in the process. A goblet is swiped off of a passing drudge and a nod of thanks is offered.

Kasey walks into the Dining Hall.

Genevieve arrives in from the Kitchens with sweet aromas of cooking food.

Kasey says, "Hi."


Kaetetrini takes a wine glass from a passing drudge, and goes over to where

Veradin has taken his seat. "Wine sir?" she asks, seeing that he has none, her voice a bit shaky, but gentle.

Quedista walks into the Dining Hall.

Saring walks into the Dining Hall.

Venadin sighs and thanks a drudge for a warm mug of wine. He doffs his hat and nods greetings to those in the room as best he can.

Saring says, "Hi."

The old man must be blind not to see Trini's knot on her shoulder, (hardly a drudge), but even if she knew what the man was thinking of her, she'd prolly not mind. Trini looks up, and sees Gen, giving Venadin a respectful nod, she wends her way over to her fellow Baker, "Gen," she whispers excitedly holding out her hands.

Fellar walks into the Dining Hall.

Kasey says, "gen?"

Drudges pass through the crowds, offering wine to those whose glasses have emptied, and glasses to those whose hands are empty. "Sit," they say, motioning to empty chairs at dinner tables set up with roses and crystal.

Saring sits down.

Venadin sips his mug of wine and rubs his eyes,"My apologize young one...the eyes fail the older one gets."

Quedista sits.

Kasey sits.

Caeryn finds a place near the front of the table that she slips into quietly and smiles again toward the trudge as her still half-full goblet is refilled. Pleasant service and all. She's starving and hopes the food is just as nice as the atmosphere.

Fellar walks out to the Great Hall.

Emmett steps in from the back stairway.

Genevieve walks in, her taffeta skirt rustling. This MSH Head Cook got all dressed up for her friend's dinner. Looking around, Gennie's gaze catches sight of Kaetetrini and she makes her way there, offering to help when she is close enough to speak.

Emmett appears. It was inevitable really. "Trini? For me?" Well maybe not officially, but now that he's seen it... Smiling benevolently right and left, he seats himself and rubs his hands. "I don't know where to begin..."

Kaetetrini gives Gen's hand a sqeeze, and takes a deep breath, and then nods at a drudge. He and three others disappear into the kitchen, and come out with platters full of something, and Trini goes to the second to head table, and taps on it gently, to get everyone's attention, looking at Gen nervously for support.

Ilitana walks into the Dining Hall.

A drudge comes over to Ilitana, "Take a seat, please," he says, pulling one out.
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Ilitana walks over to Caeryn. "Hello" She says quietly, and sits down next to her.

Caeryn turns in her seat so she's able to look toward where the Master is preparing to talk. Out of the corner of her eye she sees a fellow Miner and smiles to her but makes a sign to be silent. She shall talk while they're eating.

Ilitana is quiet.

Genevieve smiles at Trini, the short cook standing in the background so as not to distract from the other, though how one could drag their eyes from the Master is beyond her. She pushes a stray lock of chocolate hair behind her ear and nods, trying to tell Trini to begin already. :)

Esper walks into the Dining Hall.

Venadin smiles about the room and settles into the chair a little more comfortably.

Sarafina walks into the Dining Hall.

Kaetetrini takes another deep breath, and opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. She looks to the drudges, who begin to place plates in front of each person, gently tinking as they hit they hit the table. Golden slices of toast rest in the center of a decorative plate, its azure shade a soft foil for the toast. A small lump of butter sits in the middle of the top most slice of toast, slowly melting and mixing with the sticky sweet syrup poured over all. The aroma of klah hangs in the air above the plate, treating one to a preview of what the toast will taste like. Trini opens her mouth again, and manages to speak this time, in a gentle, not very loud voice, "This is from the Master Sea Hold, a creation of Journeywoman Genvieve," she gestures to Gen, "it's called Klah Toast." A simple introduction, but it got across what she wanted to get across.

Swinging the doors open, Esper walks through them and into the room. He stops just a few feet in front of them, casting an immediate glance around the Dining Hall. His eyes search, vigorously, and finally acquire his target... Trini. He begins walking just as Fina comes through the doors, his destination, his target. He weaves his way around the tables and people seated, mumbling something to each person he walks by which is rather inaudible.

Jossen arrives in from the Kitchens with sweet aromas of cooking food.

Sarafina pauses as she steps in, glancing about for the familiar face she's here for, and here alone for. Finally, she spots Kaetetrini as Esper heads in the cook's direction, and carefully winds her way towards her too, merely noding politely to those seated as she passes them..

Jossen runs in nearly out of breath. He looks around lost among all the big people

Emmett helpfully applauds Trini, although he manages to restrain himself from cheering. About time somebody had a party to celebrate food.

Kaetetrini glances at Emmett and turns a little rosier than she already is, before she glances around, to make sure that everyone is getting their plates.

Caeryn looks curiously down at the plate placed in front of her. She's never heard of such a think. She picks it up carefully and takes a small bite from the toast. A slightly surprised look crosses her face. Interesting, and good too. Hmm. A small smile lights her face.

A young man pulls his chair next to Quedista, and smiles winningly, "Mind if I sit here?" he asks, pointing a very small space between her and the next person eating.

Emmett cheerfully takes his plate and starts making inroads into his klah toast. Not bad, not bad... and he says as much, although it's a little garbled seeing how his mouth is still full of the food in question.

Jossen begins wading through the crowd wondering if this is what it's like living in a pod like society as he makes his way towards whoever he can find that knows him.

Lirrel arrives in from the Kitchens with sweet aromas of cooking food.

Quedista smiles. "No, not at all." She scoots over a bit.

Litania walks into the Dining Hall.

The young man makes no haste in sitting next to Quedista. "I'm Rel," he holds out his hand, "How are you?" The other goes to the klah toast.

Telion walks into the Dining Hall.

Sirron the Sailor walks into the Dining Hall.

Emmett knows Jossen although whether he's noticed anything beyond the table is debatable. He hasn't even started flirting yet, although he'll happily indulge in deep and meaningful conversation on the topic of food with his so-fortunate neighbours.

Lynsay walks into the Dining Hall.

Kaetetrini's gaze scans the room and she smiles nervously, glancing around, and seeing both Esper and Fina making a beeline to her, she holds out her hand in greeting, her nervousness evident in her bouncing.

Lirrel makes her way into the dining hall, glancing around at the small crowd already there. She approaches warily, a bit shyly, not really knowing most of those in the room.

Caeryn turns to Ilitana and smiles. "What do you think of this? It's an interesting combination. Two things combined into one.."

Quedista smiles, and shakes Rel's hand. "Well met, Rel. I'm Quedista, and I'm doing well. And you?"

Rel nods, "Very well," he replies, after swallowing his toast. Never heard of that, klah toast. "You're a baker?" he asks, glancing at her shoulder, flashing that winning smile once more.

Quedista nods, also. "Yes, I am. What do you do?"

Sirron the Sailor steps into the Dining Hall. Yes. Sirron the Sailor actually moved from the Singing Shipfish. Typically, though, he holds a small skin of, presumably, wine in his hand as he looks around the room. "I'm here... they said there was food." His voice is... not modulated. It's loud. Pure and simple. But why should he care? "Where's my food?" he croaks.

Mayan walks into the Dining Hall.

A drudge hurries over to Sirron and directs him to a seat, "Sit," he says amicably, a glance given to the head cook for instructions.

Esper reaches out and takes one of Trini's hands, grinning. He sidles up next to her, leans over--far over as he towers well above Trini-- and murmurs something in low tones to her. Smiling, now, he winks and then looks up at all of the folks massing in the Dining Hall.

Esper whispers, "Hi there, Trini. Lookin' good. Lookin' good. Congratulations."

Sarafina smiles brightly, momentarily forgetting that for Trini, and this friend alone she wears a.. skirt *shudder*. "Trini! Her voice is light, carrying only to those nearest as she slides to a halt by her friend's chair. "Sorry I'm a little late; I was.. busy..." she holds out something for her friend. Another gift perhaps?

Genevieve still stands in the background as her klah toast is tested, hoping that it's liked. One of her favorite things to make for breakfast or late night snacks, it is...

Jossen looks around once more a frown crossing his lips. He heads over to the serving table and finds that he's right near Trini. "Trini!"

Kaetetrini looks up at Esper and beams him a bright smile, her cheeks reddening slightly, seemingly not to notice Sirron. She sqeezes his hand, and then gaze goes to Fina, and she looks her up and down, and her smile gets even bigger (if that's at all possible), a glance is given to Jossen, and then back to Fina. "For me?" she asks, biting her bottom lip, all the people about her dividing her already divided attention.

Coltro walks into the Dining Hall.

Katyana is led in by Coltro.

Rel smiles broadly at Quedista, "I...eat," he replies, taking another bit of the toast.

Ankarlen walks into the Dining Hall.

Drudges walk about, filling wine glasses, and bending down to patrons asking, "Do you like it?" and "More?" and other such things.

Taree walks into the Dining Hall.

Sarafina grins and holds out - a box. A small, wooden box. Eyes dance, and a nod is given the broadening smile as she thrusts it into her friend's hands. "You better like it..." she mock-threatens, before glancing about for a seat - preferably near 'Trini.

Taree walks into the dining hall, somewhat self-consciously as she looks around at all the people here.

Ilitana laughs softly, even more softly than usual so as not to disturb others. "Where do you live?"

Kaetetrini takes the box, as she doesn't seem to have much choice, and opens it gingerly, and gasps at what is inside, "Oh Fina!" she breaths, "You didn't have to!"

Talani walks into the Dining Hall.

Emmett nods brightly to wine-fillers and people he knows. "Evening, Fina, Esper--white for me, thank you--oh, there's Ankarlen." The proud father no doubt. They should do this more often.

Coltro pulls out a chair for Katyana next to himself and settles down to the meal. He sends a bright smile to Trini and hops that will do for a congratulations for now atleast till he gets to speak to her later.

Sirron the Sailor looks over the drudge and sort of hiss-gasp-chokes. "Sit?! Sit. Bah. If I wanted to sit, boy, I would've...well..." He pauses, as if he forgot. He brings his wine skin up and takes a large swig of it, letting it swing back to his side. His eyes brighten, "I would've stayed in the 'Fish! Food... I've known Trini since she was... small. And I get greeted by a drudge?!" He starts walking over to the serving table where Trini is. He'll set things straight.

Jossen sighs as he sees Trini so busy. Too busy except to honor him with a glance. he thinks 'well, she's having her day I guess' and he turns to walk back to a table to find a space to sit

Sarafina chuckles a little, sliding into a seat which seems to have just.. appeared next to Trini. Or did it? ;) "No, I didn't, but I wanted to - as is my right, for aren't you my friend, best friend and closest one here at the hold? T'is only right I give you something on this special occation...." she peers at the food about her, and gives a wave, belatedly of course, to Emmett. "Hmm, whats that?" she points towards the cooked bread. "It smells lovely..."

Taree decides to find a place out of the way, not wanting to impose on anyone, especially as she sees that she doesn't really know anyone here.

Just as Trini finishes, another wave of drudges come out, large platters in their hands. The remaining drudges put the extra klah toast on the back most table, and begins sweeping in with a most peculiar dish. A strong aroma drifts off the white fingers of steam that escape from the hot plate filled with recently roasted tunnelsnake steaks and wrapped in pillowy mashed tubers. The meat is a brown-ish pink, when it is well done, and flecked with the seasonings and herbs used to bring out its true flavor. Despite how easy it looks to cut and chew, the tunnelsnake is tough and chewy, making it a bit of effort to eat, but no effort to enjoy. It's the taste of tunnelsnake that makes the dish at all pleasing. The flavors burst upon the tongue in an explosive way, leaving a tingling sensation when swallowed. The herb cooked into the meat are enhanced by the tunnelsnake's own natural spice. The texture only suits to rub more of the flavor into the heavenly meat, showing why truly, it is a fine dish to those daring enough to try it. The drudges come in and begin picking up klah plates, adn replacing them with the tunnelsnake.

Katyana's eyes leave Coltro for a moment to examine the unfamiliar dining hall, brand new face making her even more self-conscious. She finally has her fill of examining the crowd and smiles back at her date for the evening, settling down in the offered chair.

Lirrel snags a half-glass of wine from a passing drudge, softening the wine with water to fill the rest of the glass. She sips, watching the drudges enter with the tunnelsnake steaks.

Emmett is happy with a belated wave. He's in a very genial mood all round tonight. "Jossen! Managed to sneak some wine yet?" It's never as much fun once you're legal. Then all conversation dribbles from his mouth with the drool inspired by the sight of the next course.

Trini looks down at the bread and ohs, "It's Klah Toast, Gen made it," she points to Genevieve at the other side of her. She sees the steaks going out and stands up, tapping her wine glass gently to get the attention of the eaters once again, a half flustered look on her face. Count on Trini to not be able to concentrate on more than one thing at one time.

Lirrel decides to find a spot at a table. Picking an empty chair, she seats herself lightly and directs a cheery smile to those sitting around her.
Drudges flit around, some picking up plate, other filling wine goblets, and yet others placing plates of steak down infront of each patron. "Is it good?" "Do you like it?" "More?"

Sarafina gives 'Trini an encouraging look, and a cheerful wink as she quickly snags some klah toast - two and a half pieces, before the drudges whisk away the plates. Eyes stare and 'hmmmm' with folding eyebrows at the steaks as she takes a bite from her toast.. "Mmmm! this is good!" she proclaims, not tooooo loudly, as she nods at the drudge to place some steaks on her plate.

Quedista smiles at Rel. "So... where are you from?"

"This is Tunnelsnake Steak," Trini announces, to the crowd, one couldn't say 'over' the crowd, as her voice isn't loud enough. "A specialty of Journeywoman Annalysa at Ista Weyr," she nods, her curls bouncing, and she bites her lip self-consciously, "It's really rather good." /This/ is the dish she's worried about.

Coltro salivates. Steak, by Faranth's Egg Trini he thinks you obviously want to kill me tomorrow. He tastes the steak then looks around and back at his...date. The girl is beautiful he thinks as he chews, he swallows the succulent morsal doing justice to the steak but her eyes are for Katyana.

Genevieve nods and smiles softly from behind Trini when she hears her named mentioned, but having just cooked something up for her own hold, doesn't partake in eating. She sighs as she gets tired of standing and finds an out of the way chair so that she might rest her feet, perking up when she hears Annly's tunnelsnake mentioned. That stuff's good...

Emmett isn't at all worried by either steak or his arteries, knife and fork whirring away as he slices off pieces to eat... and savour. "Mmm, Trini... just... mmm." is his opinion.

Sarafina gazes, fork poised abov.. "Tunnelsnake stake?" An eyebrow is raised in.. well, not disbelief but unsureness. But, if Trini made it.. she carefully cuts a piece in half, raises it to her lips and... chews. Slowly. After a few moments, she swallows, and eats the next segment, washing that down with wine. "Mmmm... not bad Trini.,.. for Tunnelsnake, anyways.." she takes another sip, and winks at her friend.

Lirrel 's sharp eyes spy a small child peeking his head in the door of the dining hall, a mischevious imp who has escaped the nursery. With a sigh, she abandons her half-eaten steak (which she was very much enjoying) and makes her way to the doors, picking up the little one and heading out the doors with him, to return him to his proper place.

Kaetetrini, to prove the stuff is not only safe, but good, takes her own steak, and cuts a slice off. Popping into her mouth dainitly, she goes to finish it off. "Thank you, Fina," she says inbetween mouthfuls, taking a gulp of her own wine.

Sarafina just nods. "Your welcome 'Trini.." she reaches and adds several more steaks to her plate, licking her lips a little.

Quedista looks at the young man next to her. Hmm... he's been silent for a while now.

Kaetetrini smiles, her gaze still going around the room. She bites her bottom lip again, as she finishes her steaks, "Good Emmett?" she asks across the table, he seems to be enjoying himself.

Rel is silent because he's eating. When he said he was an eater, that's exactly what he meant. After swallowing, he beams that smile at her again, "I am sorry, you were saying?"

Quedista smiles again. "Oh, I just asked where you were from."

Taree eats quietly, enjoying the meal even if she doesn't truly participate in the conversations going on around her.

Drudges begin to circulate with the wine again, while another set take up the empty steak plate, the extras being placed on the back table with the klah toast. Which means the third course of the dinner. The kitchen door opens once again, to reveal another set of platters. On them, arrayed on a platter are several large gooey cubes. They are all predominately white and appear to be frosted with very finely ground sugar. Underneath the light coat of sugar each cube is a slightly different hue, however they seem to be of two main types, a very pale brown, and the more flashy pinks and oranges of the fruit flavored kind.

Rel ohs, and nods, "Master Sea Hold," he replies, popping the last of his steak in his mouth before a drudge removes it.

Emmett is enjoying himself very much. He raises his glass to Trini in a delighted toast, "Encore!" And there's the next course...whatever it is.

April arrives in from the Kitchens with sweet aromas of cooking food.

Kaetetrini giggles at Emmett, and stands again, seems she's doing all sorts of standing, "This is MasterBaker Martin's own recipe!" she beams proudly, obvious a happy minnow to have obtained it. "They're called Sweet Squishies, and they're a type of dessert, from Ista, not Fort." she adds quickly.

Sarafina pauses as she places another slice of meat in her mouth; The fruit both looks and smells delicious! Carefully finishing her share of the meat, she wipes her mouth with a napkin (thank the stars her old auntie insisted on those etiquette lessons all those turns ago!) and nods as one drudge takes away her plate, and another hands her one with 'Sweet Squishes' on it. She grins at Trini once, before tentatively trying out the offered meal.

Quedista nods. "I'm originally from Crom, but I reside at Keroon right now."

Kaetetrini doesn't take any herself, but watches Fina, for a first reaction, before turning her face to the crowd, for their reaction. Her bottom lip is in her mouth, and her hands are clasped at her chest nervously.

Rel makes a little ahh noise with his mouth, as he watches the 'sweet squishies' be placed on his plate. "I've never been to Kerron," he says, popping one his mouth.

Quedista smiles. "Yes, I'm an assistant cook there."

Sarafina silently places the fruit pieces in her mouth, closing her eyes as she does so. And pauses. And chews. And chews. And licks her lips before placing some more squishes in her mouth; "Mmmm...mmmm!" Rude though it is to speak with your moth full, 'Fina winks her approval.

Drudges begin to refil wine glasses, though the need doesn't seem quite as urgent as it was earlier in the night. Glasses are being emptied at a slower rate, "More?" the eternal question is asked to all around.

Emmett busily sets to on the fruit, rolling his eyes in exaggerrated bliss. "Yes, more." he murmurs to those terribly helpful drudges.

Kaetetrini bounces with excitement, three courses down, and everyone is happy so far! She stands up, the squishies being devoured quickly as there wasn't too many of them, and taps the table to get the eater's attention once more. She waits patiently for eyes to focus on her....

Rel turns his gaze from Quedista for a moment, to Kaetetrini at the head table, leaning on the back of his chair.

Ankarlen sidles in quietly, speaking to an old fisherman friend of his for quite a while. As the grizzled sailor walks off, Ank moves over to take a seat at a vacant spot, a table beside the largest one.
Emmett focusses on Trini, although with all the wine, that's getting harder to do.

April walks in and takes an emty glass. She smiles slightly to the drudge, who seems to unwillingly pour wine in her glass. Walking up to the crowd, she peers over some heads to see what they are tasting. Turning her head to the right, she grins a 'trini with a nod, noting that she is listening.

Rokeya walks into the Dining Hall.

Kaetetrini glances around, and beams at Ankarlen excitedly, her gaze resting on him for a long while before saying, "This next course is called Wherry Pie," she giggles girlishly, "My favorite," enough said, so she beams at her father once more, and then takes a seat. The drudges come out with several platters of sliced pie, as if on cue.

In a ceramic pie dish sits a golden, flaky crusted pie. The top of the pie has a little ceramic wherry stuck in it, to let out the steam, while he sides have been pinched with a fork to resemble little avian footprints. cooked to a golden brown, the insides steam and hiss with the heat radiating from them. A slice cut, reveals the insides to be stripped wherry, fingeroots, whiteroots and a smattering of peas in a thick, cream sauce.

Sarafina glances up as she licks the sugary stuff from her lips, beaming at trini as she announces the next course. "Mine too..." she grins, before eyes spot another familiar face; Rokeya - for whom she has saved a seat on her other side. Waving her over, she helps herself to a fairly large slice; careful not to get ANYTHING on this skirt, which seems to enjoy wrapping itself about her legs. Oi.

Emmett's pudgy fingers reach eagerly for the wherry pie. Gotta love the way those roots crunch. Cream sauce dribbles down his chin to be chased by a tongue (his). He sends Ankarlen a happy beam, "You must be very proud..."

Rokeya scurries in, smiling graciously and nodding politely to friends and aquaintences as she makes her way further into the hall, following her nose of course. Eyes scan the room and settle on Fina; Rok swerves in and out of milling drudges and pulls the chair out that was saved for her. "I'm so sorry I'm late!" she begins and sits with a flourish, getting incontrol of herself.

Quedista yawns. My, that food must have made her a bit tired. sh notes this as she pulls herself out of a daydream.

Quedista looks apologetically at Rel. "I'm sorry, I must have been daydreaming. All this food makes me sleepy."

Utoxin slips in, and quickly finds a spot to sit.

Ankarlen takes a moderately large piece of the pie, smiling back to Trini and turning to nod to Emmett, though "Mm-hmm" is all he can mumble through a mouthful of hot wherry.

Kaetetrini takes a slice of wherry pie, it her favorite after all, and begins to dig in with relish. A glace is given to Rok, only one person away from her, and a polite nod given her way, before her attention goes back to her wherry pie.

April takes a slice the wherry pie, the creamy filling dripping lightly on her fingers. She takes one bite, munches softly, and takes another bite with a nod, "Mmm... MMMmm. This is really good." She takes more bites, until all she has is the filling on her fingers, and she licks that off too.

Sarafina just grins as she flicks a finger at a drudge - "No problem, since I saved ye a seat. Make yourself comfortable Rokeya..."; Said drudge places a slice of Wherry pie before Rokeya as 'Fina smooths off her skirt- has Rok noticed? Finasnork in a skirt? hmm? "This is very good pie Trini!" she munches, expression bright, with a half wave at Utoxin whose entrance she has noticed..

Rel is too busy stuffing his face to be sleepy. How does he stay so thin? He nods at Quedista, "mmmhmmm."

Utoxin takes a plate of the Wherry Pie! Oh boy, just in time for his favorite. He digs in, obviously enjoying it immensely.

Quedista takes a small piece of pie, and she starts to eat it. Mm, she thinks to herself.

Kaetetrini smiles at Fina, albeit not quite as bright, and glances at Fina's waving target. She blushes slightly, and then goes back to her pie, her eyes scanning the room once again for the reactions of the people. One of Trini's favorite passtimes--watching people eat.

April knew becoming a baker would have its advantages. You get to bake all this yummy food. Licking her fingers one more time, April looks around to see whats next to dive into.

Emmett is always happy to entertain Trini in such a fashion. Working his way steadily through the pie, then wiping the rest of the sauce up with his fingers and licking them off.

Utoxin quickly works his way to the end of the Wherry Pie, and glances up, spotting Trini, and grinning. He offers her a wink when her glance passes by him.

Rokeya's eyes light up when the food is placed infront of her. Politely, she begins by taking a bite or four. Leaning over, Rok says in a cheerful voice to her dear friend, "With you at my side, Fina, how could I not be?" Rok flashes a smile towards Sarafina before, between bites, commenting, "Trini, this is excellent!", pointing at the wherry pie.

Drudges, not quite on cue this time, come in with another plattter, oh it looks like dessert! Gold frosting streams across the sky blue rectanglular face of this cake. Twisting and turning about different shades of gold from into a Queen Dragon's head. Eyes of candied drops add the appearance that this Queen is laughing at something. Carefully set next to the cake is a simple tool--a cakeknife, urging someone to sample this cake. The first cut in would reveal a moist, fragrant klah cake. The bitter klah flavor has been tempered with sugar, creating a balance between the two. Again, wine glasses are filled, and plates taken away, only to be replaced by others.

"Thank you Lady Rokeya," Trini says formally, nodding her head, her curls, which have begun to fall out of place, falling forward slightly with the movement of her head. She stands, and sighs, feeling she has no time to get the eaters attention once again, "This is A Draconic Laughing Cake," Trini announces faultily, as if she's afraid of getting the name wrong, "A specialty of my Master, Sybil of Paradise Hold." An introduction as short and to the point as all the rest, and the young cook sits back down.
April sips her wine happily, licking her lips with pride. The smile on April's face never fades, nor do her eyes stop staring at the food being brought out and eaten.

Utoxin peers at the cake, and ooohs. This looks like it will be good.
Dessert! One of Emmett's seven favourite courses. And after this much wine, Draconic laughing cake should go down quite well.

Sarafina stares at the cake, fork pausing outside slightly slack jawed mouth; "Oh Trini! Did you bake that??" eye would bug out, but thats unseemly. And Fina's wearing a skirt. Can't bug out in a skirt. Pie is finally consummed, as are the vegtables taken with them. "NMmmm... Beautiful Trini... I can't wait to taste the cake!"

Kaetetrini manages to blush at Fina's compliment, "Aye," she whispers in reply to her question, one way to get on Trini's good side, compliment her food.

The drudges don't wait very long for the little cakes to be consumed, as out comes another platter. On top of a bed of steaming, white rivergrains, sits a two large fillets of a sea fish of some sort. Soaked in an herbal dressing, the smells of wine, vinegar and oil, mixed with thyme, sage, rosemary, red pepper, parsley, carried on a base of garlic, rise from the fish in rare form. Flaky, and golden brown from a long baking, the fish awaits to be eaten.

Quedista looks at the fish, quite impressed. She turns to the young man next to her. "This looks delicious."

Emmett hastily stuffs down the rest of his cake, to make room in his mouth for the recently entered fish. Sniff, sniff, ahhh... Will it never end? A contented smile is sent to Trini, and he begins this latest delicacy.

Kaetetrini sees the drudges come out this time, and stands up, "This is Marianaded Fish, a recipe of Mast--" she pauses, and looks down quickly before looking back up, "Journeyman Gassabias. It's a Tillek delight!" She ends it on a high note, with an accompanied giggle, before sitting back down, her cake, untouched, being taken away, to be replaced by a fish.

Utoxin positively gawks. He hasn't seen fish prepared that well in ages. He glances up towards Trini, then back at the fish. /She/ did this?"

Rel nods, "It does indeed," he replies.

Sarafina stares and stares, even as she takes her fair share of cake - oh, stars! Fish! Trini the wondercook has done it again,

April /loves/ fish. Without waiting a second, she takes some onto a fork, she shoves it in her mouth. Munching softly, it doesn't take long for April to get the delicious taste in her mouth.

Utoxin quickly samples the fish, and rolls his eyes with pleasure.

Quedista looks up again. Wow, this food is really getting to her. It's very good, though.

Sarafina pauses as she rests her fork on her meat. "My my my..Trini, this has to be too good to be true - I knew you deserved your master's knot!" she promptly samples her fish, eyeing others' reactions, and winking at Trini..

April nods to Trini, "Yeah, this food is great!"

Kaetetrini turns almost violet at that comment, her own gaze going to her fish, which remains untouched, as usual. "Thankee," she mutters, glancing around shyly.

Rokeya scans the room again, the fishs' delicate smell delighting her sences. One bite of it and she stands up, not seeing another head of raven curls, slightly annoyed. She pushes her chair in and announces to everyone, "This food is too amazing to be passed up. I'm going to find my Vandie" yes, the personal pronoun is in there, ah, sisterly love, "before he misses any more of this scrumptous food. Please excuse me." she finishes with a nod and walks with purpose, or is that annoyance, to the doors to find her brother.

Utoxin leands to where he can see Trini, now that he's finished his food, and calls out, just loud enough to be heard. "This isthe best fish I've ever had!"

Kaetetrini glaces from watching Rokeya leave, a look, though what quite is hard to tell, on her face, to Utoxin. "Thankee," she nods to him politely, beaming a smile, and turning to Fina, "You like it?" she asks, despite hving already gotten a compliment on it.

Sarafina grins at the changing-colour Trini; aww.... "Y'know, if you go any shades brighter, you'll be enough glow to keep the room alight..." she winks playfully, before chewing more fish.

Sarafina then nods, rolling her eyes. "Yes I like it.. You're a fantastic cook and this sumptuous dinner proves it!" she neatly steals herself another slice of clah bread - whats left anyway - and mops up whats left of her fish dish. "This was definately lovely fish - great recipe."

Emmett savours the fish as long as he can, but in the end it's gone, with a loud unapologetic burp to punctuate the event. He raises his glass at Trini again, "Congratulations Trini! You going to do this every sevenday?" Please?

Utoxin calls out a second to that. "Aye! Every sevenday would be good!"

Kaetetrini shrugs, looking like she'll faint with all the blood rushing to her head, "It was Sabias'," she mutteres, before glancing at the kitchen door, she's gonna catch those drudges when they bring the next course. A quick glance at Emmett, with a 'you must be mad' look, makes her miss the the open door, as once again, a parade of platters are trooped through from the kitchen. A silver platter, ovular in shape. On one side, a raspberry light cake sits, airy and delicious. On the other side, a matching small pitcher contains the raspberry sauce which gives the dish its name. The cake itself can only be described as 'fluffy' and 'light,' very light tan in color, and rather tasteless on its own. But when you add the sauce to it which sits on the side of the tray, the flavor is brought out deliciously, blending the sharpness of the lemon with the sweeter flavor of the raspberries, and the sweeter still sugar, which makes up the thick sauce. Altogether, it makes for a wonderful presentation, and hopefully a delicious desert. The last course of the dinner. Trini stands up, and taps the table gently, trying to get the attention of the eaters once again, "This final dish is called Raspberry Light Cake, and is the creation of Journeywoman Jenisye, of Ista Hold." And down she goes again.

Quedista yawns, attempting to make it polite, and excuses herself. "I'm sorry, Rel, I need to go. I'll see you another time." She smiles at Rel."

Rel returns the smile, gladly taking her slice of cake, "Surely," he replies, before diggin in.

Utoxin licks his lips, and quickly takes a large piece, with a generous dolop of the sauce.

April takes a big slice of the cake, knowing this will be good, just by looking at it. She adds some sauce to it, lightly dropping it in the middle of her slice. Her face lightns up as the delivate cake touches her mouth, taste buds getting into action. She gleams brightly, finishing the cake with a smile on her face, "Best I've ever tasted!" And believe her, April has tasted /alot/ "Very VERY good." She says with a nod.

Utoxin takes a taste of his, then quickly tastes all the rest. Yep, it's all just as good as the first bite. Or better!

A drudge takes Trini's fish away, and replaces it with a slice of cake, the fish untouched, and the cake looking as if it's going to remain so. Her eyes sweep the room again, as people finish their plates.

Emmett is mad, yes. Did you ever doubt it? And right now he's happily burying eating utensils into that cake, excavating great chunks of sponge, fruit and icing. Trinis' plate is eyed greedily while he's at it, "You going to eat that?"

Kaetetrini looks down at her cake, and then back up at Emmett. "Nay," she replies quietly, and with a smile, hands the plate over.

April walks over to trini while munching the last of her second piece, "Wow. This food was /great/ Delicious! The best! But why haven't you eaten anything?"
Shamelessly, Emmett starts eagerly on his second helping. Must prolong the end of the meal as long as possible.

Kaetetrini looks up, blushing that bright, redfruit kind of color, and blinks at April's question. She looks at Emmett eating and then to Sarafina, then back to April. "I'm not hungry," she says gently with a soft smile. "I eat all day in the kitchen...." her voice trails off.

Sarafina just eats and eats, licking her lips once she's done like the proverbial cat who's got the cream. Mrrow. "Oh, Trini... that cake is simply wonderful!" eye gleam as she idly reaches for a second slice.
April shrugs, "Oh yeah, you got a good point there. But like I said, this food is the best I've ever had." Is she lying? April has had lots of food in her life time, but she wasn't experienced enough to cook like this. So, she isn't /really/ lying... right?

Utoxin finishes his cake, and gets up, heading up to be closer to Trini. "Marvelous food, Trini. What I had of it. I came in a little late..."

"Thanke you," Trini replies, nodding her head politely to April. "You'll have better," she promises, "but thank you anyway." A glance is thrown Utoxin's way, and smile flashed for him, "That's ok...." again her voice trails off.

Emmett at long last finishes and looks at Trini in worship. "Never leave this hold." At least not without a forwarding address.

Drudges begin to take up abondoned glasses of wine, and empty plates, ferrying them to the kitchen. One drudge has a wine skin, still milling around, filling the glasses of those patrons who would like a little more.

Sarafina just grins at Trini, before rising from her seat. "In a loud voice, so all can hear, although she is clearly addressing her friend, she speaks. "Trini, this is one of the best meals I've ever tasted, and you are a fabulous cook! Thank you so much for holding this dinner..." she leans close to trini, with words for her ears only - "But now I've gotta go change - this skirt is just! argh!" with a wink she vaishes away.

Emmett looks regretfully after Sarafina-in-a-skirt. Not likely to see that again any time soon. But the wine is still flowing and he nods happily to Trini. "Good party, you pleased with it?"

Kaetetrini glances from Emmett from Fina, and blushes slightly at his comment. "I'm glad you like it, Emmett," she says in a half studder, rising herself, as Fina leaves. "Aye, I'm happy with it," Trini continues, and smile on her face to prove it.

Emmett sighs gratefully at her, "I'm happy with it too. More wine over here?" He flags down a passing drudge, as his glass once more threatens to empty. "Any leftovers?" he wonders, just on the off chance.

Utoxin makes his excuses, and heads out.

Kaetetrini points to the back table, "All you want, Emmett my dear," she smiles at him broadly. "All you want."