( The largest of the three, has one broken horn, grey metallic skin, and looms gently with a tray. The young lady had said more chocolate, and so he quietly (if one can move quietly in ways beyond volume) leans forward to present her with a chocolate and hazelnut torte. He is silent, courtesy of a long-healed scar across his throat, but beams as he sets it down for assessment.
One of the Tal Vashoth is female, with metal plate wrapped around her horns and she's leaning across the counter as Beleth speaks, listening. )
Not a spice. ( Good humoured, albeit slightly concerned for Beleth's lack of culinary knowledge. ) All over Thedas? All over?
( She glances to the silent one (Burly, they called him) and the other, who keeps his silver blonde hair wound back in a single braid, has no horns to speak of and is far too busy whipping some egg whites (Raas, by his own distracted instroduction) )
You're saying there are people from all over Thedas there and the food is bland?
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One of the Tal Vashoth is female, with metal plate wrapped around her horns and she's leaning across the counter as Beleth speaks, listening. )
Not a spice. ( Good humoured, albeit slightly concerned for Beleth's lack of culinary knowledge. ) All over Thedas? All over?
( She glances to the silent one (Burly, they called him) and the other, who keeps his silver blonde hair wound back in a single braid, has no horns to speak of and is far too busy whipping some egg whites (Raas, by his own distracted instroduction) )
You're saying there are people from all over Thedas there and the food is bland?
( :c her mighty heart )