Take Back the Crown

Despite not being hungry at the commencement of the meal, Nameen now had a near mountain of delicacies piled atop her plate. She ate contently, listening in on conversation and jokes though never joining in on any herself. She'd finished about half of her first huge plateful when she found herself thirsty, so she scanned the table for anything to drink. All that she could find was her own mug of ale sitting full, untouched and quite tempting.


She gave the mug a long squint before seizing it and taking a sip of the dwarven drink, which she nearly spit back into the cup. She eyed the frothy liquid with distaste.


That is disgusting.


But instead of pushing the cup away, Nameen took another sip. And another. Before she knew it, she had downed the entire mug.


It is still disgusting, she thought as she scoured the table, searching for another ale.


Nameen's head jolted up when she heard a loud thud, and raised her head just in time to see Hjalmar duck under the table while Lucasta got nailed by a meat pie. The source of the meat pie, Oceana, was standing up with bits of red jelly in her dark hair. After a a short stunned moment Lucasta got her revenge on Hjalmar by dumping her plate on top of him, while Dorian looked on, smiling widely.


Whether it was the influence of the ale, or the fact that the image was just so hilarious, Nameen doubled over the table laughing loudly.


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Despite Hjalmar's efforts, a waterfall of food poured on top of his head and he sighed, defeated. Taking a clump from the hat of food he had on his head, he smeared it on a clean spot on Lucasta's face, really rubbing it in there.


Yaroslav banged the table with his fists, gaining everyone's attention. Not knowing who threw the pie at the princess, he looked at the far end of the table and made a wild guess it was Dorian.


"If I have failed to protect the princess..." He said, slowly rising from his seat, though joking he sounded and looked dead serious, "Then I will avenge her!"


With his magic, he took three plates full of food, and slammed them against Dorian. He bellowed in laughter, and then tried to muffle it with his hand. He fell back in his seat, gasping for air.


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"For your information, it wasn't me." Dorian said as he stood up, suddenly vanishing. "Revenge, sweetheart." He drawled into Yaroslav's ear when he reappeared behind the man. One tap on the shoulder was all it took to teleport the guy, who soon plopped down on the biggest dish on the table. "Like your new seat?" Dorian asked as he picked food out of his hair.


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"He threw the pastry! He started it!" Oceana exclaimed, completely oblivious to how childish she sounded.


But instead of hitting the thief with the pie, the victim was the princess.


The elf gasped in horror, a lithe hand flying to her lips.


Then came peals of laughter from Nameen as Lucasta literally served Hjalmar his "just desserts."


And Yaroslav magically chucked three entire plates of food in their direction bellowing about revenge for the princess.


The elf maiden hefted a large empty plate over her head like a shield, grinning in amusement when she felt food splat against it.


"This is madness!" She cackled.


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Valeiah screamed. "WHAT IS HAPPENING LET ME EAT MY FOOD IN PEACEEeeeEee!!" She sank to the floor and ducked under the table. She grew up in a tribe that was more than half of boys. They were all like brothers to her. Food fights occurred often, and she had been scarred forever.
 
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"Madness? This isn't madness." Yaroslav looked at her, his eyes serious, "This. Is. BITVA PROPITANIYA!" (Using movie references like a pro) He bellowed before slamming his fists into the table, his magic exploded, showering anyone within a few feet of him in ale and food. Ah yes, the Battle of Sustenance. An ancient art practiced by all races since the beginning of time. There was dead silence in the room, a look of horror on Helgi's face as the meal she had worked so hard to prepare had been destroyed. It was on.


"If it is war you want!" She screeched before joining in and rallying the dwarves together, "Then it is war you shall have!"


"Attack!" She roared, and the dwarves around her began catapulting food at each other and at their visitors.


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Garrett waved at Valeiah from where he sat under the table; he had ducked under there the second that food started flying around. "Want some bread?" He asked, offering her a roll from his plate as if this situation was like any other dinner.


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Nameen leapt to her feet as the hall exploded into chaos. Everyone seemed have strategically chosen the messiest foods they could find, she noticed, as plateful after plateful flew past her head. Mashed potatoes and their accompanied gravy seemed to be a favourite.


Still grinning, Nameen lunged forward and swiped up a ladle, once having been used for soup, from the table. She gripped the handle as if it were a sword, using to defend herself from the onslaught of vegetables and meat and desserts, though it didn't help much when it came to soup and ale.


She managed to deflect a rapid shower of rolls before someone decided take advantage of the blind spot on her left side. Not half a second after she'd finished fending off the deadly bread, a plump tomato flew in from somewhere off to Nameen's left. With barely any time to react she raised the ladle just enough to have it hit the handle and explode into red juice and seeds, most of it ending up sprayed across Nameen's face. Not a direct hit, but close.


She wheeled around to face the direction it had come, trying to find the individual that would become the object of her revenge.


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"Sure, thanks." Valeiah gratefully took the roll before Alo came over and tried taking some food from her plate. She just hit him over the head. "Go take someone else's food! I'm actually going to eat this!" She pushed him away with her foot.


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Alo carefully stood up. He grabbed a tomato from the center of the table and flung it towards someone. It hit Nameen and he burst into a fit of laughter.


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"Trying to avoid the crossfire?" Garrett asked Valeiah and chuckled as a very grumpy Sera, splattered in some kind of sauce, walked over to him. The little wyvern somehow managed to look extremely disgruntled.


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Dorian was having quite a lot of fun, even if he was just standing in a corner to avoid the mayhem: if anything was thrown at him, he made sure to teleport it just so that it hit the thrower. Meanwhile, Kacel'la was truly enjoying lobbing food at people, especially when she managed to hit Yaroslav in the face with a full pie. She may have been a little vengeful on Dorian's behalf.


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It didn't take long for Nameen to spot Alo doubled over with laughter at her. She quickly put two and two together.


Found you.


Nameen smirked, meeting his eyes in challenge. Then, she grabbed a large crusty brown loaf of bread from the floor and flung it at him. As Alo was busy avoiding it, Nameen hefted a huge bowl of what she guessed was pumpkin soup and launched the entire thing at him as well. She watched in smug satisfaction as it drenched the entire area in orange, Alo being in the centre.


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It was in a mere matter of moments before all chaos broke loose and Phaedra fell victim to the wave of food and drink that Yaroslav sent flying on to them all while she was busy laughing. In the split second before she was covered in food and sauce and stuffings, she thought to herself how glad she was to have gotten a sizable amount of food into her belly before it landed all over her hair and her lap.

A whole roasted bird of some sort fell into her lap and she gently set it into Bo's lap.

"Peace offering. You're on my team, right?"

She laughed before standing to her feet and grabbing a sauce pan and slushing its contents on to her nearest party mates and whatever dwarves were caught in the crossfire. Phaedra then scanned the crowd. Her eyes settled on Oceana with her plate shield and her lips turned into a wicked smile. She was still angry with Oceana, she had to admit... But this was a far better way of releasing that tension in a playful way. If the elf chose to hold a grudge over a food fight, so be it, but Phaedra would have her fun. She would savor the memory, at the very least, especially since she had already resigned to the fact that they would be traveling together for a long while.

With what little energy she could muster now after having adequate time to rest, a rush of air whipped the plate out of Oceana's hands and a large glob of mashed potatoes went straight for her, aiming to land in Oceana's lovely inky black hair.

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"Eugh." Alo wiped some of the soup off of himself. "Out of all the things you could've thrown at me, you decided to throw pumpkin soup? You could've done something a little more enjoyable for me." He sat down and pouted, completely ignoring the fact that someone threw mashed potatoes at him. He was a pathetic baby.


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"I have two younger sisters and one younger brother. Trying to stop food fights was a daily task for me." Garrett stated, then laughed as he watched Sera dart out of under the table, catch a piece of some roasted meat mid-air, then drag the whole big chunk back under the table for the little beast to feast upon.


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Kacel'la dashed over to Oceana, another pie in hand. "Should we team up?" She asked.


"If you say no, she'll stuff that pie in your face!" Dorian warned from his corner.


"Dorian, you ruin all the fun and the probable surprise!" Kacel'la yelled back to him.


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A food fight! Now he had every excuse to be messy! He watched as it quickly began to escalate and closed his eyes as food showered onto him from every side. He picked up the roasted bird (having a small moment of silence for the loss of what looked to be a delicious meal, carefully prepared), and reared it up in his hand like a weapon. He smiled down at Phaedra, nodding, "Of course!" They worked together great, side by side, as had been proved a few days ago.


He didn't bother to really block any of the food being flung at him - instead he simply let it hit him, also using himself as a shield for Phaedra's backside, as she was turned away. When Phaedra specifically targeted Oceana, he felt like he might've missed something (perhaps... when he was scouting) as to why she would pick her as her target, since she was quite a bit further away. He was content with throwing food at the dwarves who had playfully sided against them, so he saw no reason to target their own, except out of sheer amusement. But maybe that's all it was - he decided to not overthink it.


He ripped the bird in half and threw one half at the back of a dwarves's head, and sent another aimlessly into the fight, letting it plop down on some guy's shoulder. At the same time the food left his hand however, he felt a splat of mashed potatoes hit the back of his head, and a splorsh of ale at his side, and the clunk of the jug followed after. Well, I can't help that I'm a huge target. It was a bit of a disadvantage, to be more than three times the height of most of their opposition (the dwarves).


He spotted a roll of bread headed for Phaedra's head, and caught it one-handedly, spinning around and sending it in the direction it came from. A dwarf caught it in her mouth. Sweet. Why didn't he think of that?

 
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The plate was torn out of Oceana's hand by some invisible force and she knew exactly who it was.


She turned to glare at the Sylph she knew was down the table.


Phae-!


Splat!!


A giant glob of mashed potatoes slammed into her, squishing all through her long, silken hair.


Gasping loudly in surprise the elf maiden froze a moment before she wiped potato from her eyes sharply.


"You little-!" She screeched.


Hopping up on the table, Oceana started to run towards Phaedra, heedless of all of the flying food.


Scooping up a pot of oily grasshopper soup, she leapt at the Sylph, knowing full well she was flinging herself off the table.


"Take this!" She cried dumping the soup forth; grinning maniacally as greasy grasshopper chunks splattered into the Sylph's dark hair.


Vengeance is mine.


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"I didn't try to stop them." Valeiah said with a mouth full of food. She swallowed. "I participated up until 'the accident'." She shuddered. That had been a horrible day.


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Foxrun had been completely clueless of what had been so funny, and the next thing he knew, food was flying everywhere. He remained eating from his own plate, not caring if food hit him or not really. At least until his own plate splat into his face with the shockwave of yaroslav's magic induced table slam. He just blinked, utterly distraught, before finally wiping the mess from his face. He then grinned, grabbing the biggest fistful of food he could, and rubbed it into the nearest person's face, which just so happened to be the dwarf that previously told him to eat more. Who, at first shocked, then laughed and slammed more food back at the much taller fae
 

Phaedra shrieked with laughter as the oily soup soaked through her hair, grasshoppers tangled within her own raven black tresses and liquid dripped over her face and eyes. She quickly wiped it away, pleasantly surprised that Oceana had played along. Despite the fact that she was still frustrated with Oceana somewhere in her heart, in this moment, all she saw was the person behind the bitter and stubborn hatred. Playful, determined, and strong. Even if Phaedra didn't agree with her, she would never deny the positive traits that she saw in Oceana. Perhaps it was something that would be worth speaking to her about?

She quickly brushed aside the thought, completely invested in the excitement around her and doing her best to think of a way to one-up Oceana's oily soup. They were going to bathe afterward anyway, so what was the harm in getting the elf humiliatingly filthy beforehand? She did happen to see a pot of Dwarven Mild cheese sauce earlier... The mischievous grin crept across her lips once more as she launched the thick sauce at Oceana, cackling madly. She knew full well what she was doing and it was absolutely delightful.

A dwarf had smashed jelly filled pastries into hair and face - adding to the wonderful assortment of foods on her person - and she laughed, wiping the jelly away. Phaedra was a mess.

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Lilith chuckled as she watched as the food fight escalated into a full blown civil war. She grabbed a block of cheese and walked up behind Alo, then quickly smearing it into his face. She laughed. "How does that feel?" She snickered. A dwarf tossed a bowl of soup into Lilith's braid, and she turned around, throwing pastries. She's never been in a food fight before. She wanted to make the most of it.


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Alo jumped out of surprise. "What did I do?!" He whined, wiped the cheese off of his face and glared at Lilith. Grinning as she turned around, he found the roasted lizard and put it down the back of her shirt. "Enjoy!"


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Oceana was just standing from the crouch she landed in after her leap from the table when she felt warm goop flow down her entire body.


She stood stock still, somewhat unwilling to move or know what was dumped on her.


The overwhelming smell of cheese pervaded her senses and she felt her stomach turn.


Turning around mechanically, her blue eyes found a target and she strode forward to wrap her arms around the taller Nameen, who had been flinging bread across the table-- and smeared her cheesy front all over the human's back.


She refused to be the only one covered in smelly, dwarven fondue.


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Lilith jumped in surprise and struggled to pull it out from her shirt, but eventually it was pulled out. She growled and tore the roasted reptile apart. "So we're playing that game, are we?" She chuckled malevolently. She took the torn roast and put it in his shirt too, then continued to take soup and pour it on his head. "And I did that because you're annoying and bother everyone. It's just pay back for being so rude." She huffed.





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Alo almost shrieked. He pulled his shirt out from being tucked into his pants and the roast tumbled out to the floor. He then proceeded to get soup and cheese out of his eyes.


"It's not my fault that everybody just looks fun to bother." He said as he grabbed a piece of bread and just set it on the top of her head. Just set it there. Gently. Because he was a little bit afraid of her when she got mad at him.


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