The mystery of Benfal (Moore, Tryll)

[Anastasia]

You sit and the voice asks, "What would you like to eat?"

[Nephrite]

"What is the most popular?" Moore asks. "Or, if that's not been figured out, how about -your- favorite?"

[Anastasia]

"It will be out soon," The voice says.

A chance to look around, do something or simply wait.

[Nephrite]

Moore will take some time to at least identify the gauntlets he was given earlier!

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Once that's done, he'll look around at the others who are currently there. It does seem odd that there are mortals here, doesn't it? They're all actually passed on... right? Or shouldn't they be?

[Anastasia]

The gauntlets are the following.

Knight's Gauntlets

These gauntlets grant a +2 enhancement bonus to Strength. When worn by a creature with levels in in the knight class, they are counted as five levels higher to determine the bonus from shield block as well as the morale bonus to attack rolls and Will saves from fighting challenge. A character without levels in knight gains no benefit from this, though they can still benefit from the Strength bonus.

[Nephrite]

Well that's nice for anyone who can use them!

[Anastasia]

The following people are around.

- A human in chain armor, reading a small book. He has a beard and mustache, both colored a coppery red.
- A robed man, tall and with his features hidden by a hood. You can't see much about him.
- A half elven woman with gold-tinted skin eating, wearing a simple and worn tunic as well as pants in a similar state.
- A dwarf inspecting his battle axe and with a horned helmet on the table next to him. He's bald, save for a close-cut brown beard.

[Nephrite]

Moore considers for a bit and decides to eat first before he bothers anyone.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Space_Cat roll for Serith < 30 > [d100=30]

The food comes out: a small and seasoned pork cutlet, a small bowl of berries and a few slices of fresh bread. It's joined by a glass of milk.

[Nephrite]

This is the most popular thing? Really? Moore shrugs and will start to eat!

Between bites -- and without speaking with his mouth full of food, of course, Moore looks up.

"Was this your own desire to build?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

Oh wow. Oh WOW.

You have a berry first. It's incredible - almost as good as Aurora's food. It's less a berry and more a memory of the best berries you've ever had, nostalgia and taste warring on your tongue.

As you marvel at that, "Yes," The voice replies.

[Nephrite]

Moore can't help but look surprised at that. He has another one.

"Did you meet some chef during your time away from the mountain and found a fondness for cooking?" He asks with a smile. "Or perhaps found that food can ease a wounded soul?"

[Anastasia]

"To mortals, food is life. It is family, it is the bonds of sharing meals. It is nostalgia for what has passed before." The voice replies. "To reflect on what was, what can be again and what should be left behind: Is that not the purpose of Celestia?"

[Nephrite]

"That's a really interesting way of looking at it." Moore says with a nod. "I'll have to give some consideration the next time I make a meal to reflect on things. Uh..." Moore rubs his chin for a moment. "I'm not entirely sure how to ask this... are you part of this establishment, and... I mean that literally -- or... do you just want the food to be the focus, and you don't want people getting distracted?"

[Anastasia]

"I am but a humble servant. Please enjoy you meal," The voice replies, then goes silent.