A Tale of Two Kingdoms

Blue nods.... Then she facehooves... "Oh I knew I forgot something... Um... Sorry to have left you guys back at the castle. We ran into Prince Solum... The Race went a bit more reckless than it should've..."

"So..... anyone hungry? Got any requests? I've got this new spellsong I've worked out and want to try." Note asks.

"Dinner and a show would be nice... Fillet of red salmon sixty four ounces smoked and grilled if you can. Oh and Blue darling you need not worry what past is past just keep moving forward."

"Yeah, it was fun though, except for the part where Solum started yelling...Good guy, but he's scary when he's mad...Still, food would be nice, I'm not too picky, hmm, hmm..." Porko smiled, happy to see the others again. "Still, was this job supposed to be a secret? I think I missed that part if so...Still, I haven't told anyone, so it works out."

"Unless that song can conjure up some strong emotions, some sesame chiken would be nice." Wihkuk answers, smiling at Note.

"I'm.... Fine with whatever to eat. I'll eat basically anything... All I request is just some fish I guess..." Blue comments to the food offer then looks to Porko... "Yeah... That was scary and a bit shameful..."

"I already had some tucker before I arrived," the crocodile hunter chimes in, "But if ya got a salad, I'll happily bog in with the rest of ya."

Note started up a quiet cheerful song that slowly got a bit louder then dipped back and forth in volume. At first it sounded a bit like pan-pipes and then like children singing a wordless song and then it sharply took on a deeply eerie tone as Note got a rather worried look on her face but, continued playing until it finished with a combination of all the previous tones taking quick shifts back and forth in no particular order in about thirty seconds.

When the song finished a large crystalline plate (and matching sets of utensils and smaller personal plates) appeared in the middle of the group (or wherever there was space) and on it formed a very large lettuce which split and tore open as grilled sesameid green tentacles with small eyeball shaped roasted apples in them in various spots burst forth from the lettuce and arranged itself on the platter in an outward spiraling mass that gave off a palpable sense of horror. Around the plate were saucers of peanut, sweet & sour, and a cocktail sauce.

Unphased by the results, Note put her thauramin down, scooped some lettuce onto her plate, cut off a large chunk of tentacle, cut a smaller piece off, dipped it in peanut sauce and chewed with a well pleased look on her face.

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Instant Party!
d20: 1. Good thing it's not a skill check and thus not subject to crit-fail.

"Hah, ripper, you little!" exclaimed the Bat Pony as he takes a pleasurable bite out of the conjured food...

(Instant-Party Magic Point Roll: 13)

Wihkuk takes in the emotions and smiles. "That song definitely had some good emotion in it. The happiness combined with the horror was delectable." Wihkuk takes one of the tentacles, dips it in the sweet-and-sour sauce, and takes a bite. "Much like this."

Spoiler:

"Uh... thanks. Yeah. Totally meant to do that." Note replies before ripping out an eyeshaped apple with a fork and popping it into her mouth.

"...ok... That was the weirdest and most horrifying thing I've even see happen before me..." Wild said with shock then after a short pause smiles and declares. "YOU HAVE THE BEST MAGIC OF US ALL NOTE!" And with that comment she happily goes to eating her meal, eating face first without a care.

party roll:

"As a musician there is no doubt that you are a true artist however you are now not allowed to ever so much as think about food design." Cassiopeia says quite viability disgusted by what lies in front of her.

Roll(1d20)+0:
4,+0
Total:4

"What're you talkin' about? The food looks great! Kinda creepy how it came out, but it was awesome!" Porko nodded, beginning to eat happily, if not the most carefully.
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Partyroll:
1d20 = 5. Nope.

Note gives Cass a face full of pout. Her own face specifically. In case it wasn't clear.

As the newly joined adventurers continue to joke, snack, and bicker the train chugs along towards the recently revealed Crystal Empire. The area outside consists of canyons and creeks moving by at rapid speeds. After a notable *KACHUNK* the train begins moving a lot more smoothly, the wheels scarcely able to be heard. A quick peek outside reveals that the train has made it onto the Sunset Line: a set of magically conjured tracks conjured and maintained by Prince Solum for the purposes of allowing mass transit to the Crystal Empire once weekly; the line is so named because of its failure to move with the rest of the planet keeping an eternal sunset as it glides towards its destination.

A quick note on the intercom states that the train will be arriving in 9 hours, and an attendant with sleep masks will be along shortly.

Ramsus wrote:Note gives Cass a face full of pout. Her own face specifically. In case it wasn't clear.

Cassiopeia barely holds back a few giggles "That is absolutely adorable." After looking out the window she comments "While the Sunset is beautiful it shall make sleeping quite troublesome."

"Well, we could always chat to pass the time," Steam replies...

Porko chuckled a bit, looking through his things for a moment and nodding to himself in satisfaction about something. "Yeah, we just met, might as well get to know each other a little bit better, right? So, let's see...Oh! Where are you all from?" He watched everyone, wondering who if anyone would answer...

"Ain't it obvious? I'm from Down Under. Born an' raised," chuckles Steam, although the pride of his home can be heard of his voice...

Note gives a yawn and stretches, not answering the question because she's pretty sure everyone already knows the answer.

"Well I was raised in Destriair's Orphanage... Umm... Got my cutie mark while I was learning to fly... Found the need for these special magical charms and hoof-wraps like a little under or over a year after that. Cause my takeoffs and landings are a bit faster than my legs can take." Wild shares. "In the remaining years I found my magical gifts I can use with these things. Along with that Trust magic I found I could do in my teenage years."

"The house of Devala of the Lake Vembanad." Cassiopeia mentions as if it doesn't actually mean much to her.

"Yeah... I've gotta say, I'm from Caballia..." Wild comments. "And I'm not totally sure what that means..."