Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 10, 2016 11:14:21 GMT -8
His earlier playfulness was lost to the void when the food came out, a look of supreme seriousness dominating his face as soon as he laid eyes on the food. He took into account the general texture of the food and chose his silverware appropriately, deciding that a golden fork would compliment the meat best.
He sampled each individual piece of the food separately first, taking in the tastes that they offered by themselves before stabbing everything on the fork and measuring what tastes it created all together.
All in all he found the meal well cooked, very by the books. But that very orthodox way of thinking also disappointed him at the same time, it was evident that the cooks knew what they were doing but they still lacked that creative spark that Maelik truly desired. Overall he gave it 7/10.
"I must admit, this is passable. The food is fulfilling and hearty, the gravy is well prepared and the vegetables compliment the meat well... However I'd be lying if I said I was fully satisfied. It is indeed good but it doesn't have that flare I was hoping for, there's no artistic passion. I give this kitchen a pass but I encourage you to embrace your profession and advance it with experimentation and exploration."
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 6:05:46 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2016 9:33:47 GMT -8
The assembled cooks nod hurriedly. It's true, after all. They were trained to cook, not to create. When the head chef had ordered them to make something good, they picked something that everyone liked and they knew they could make easily.
"Yes, of course, sir. Will do."
They stand there, awkwardly, until the shirtless head chef dismisses them with a wave of his hand.
"I agree, those cooks have no imagination sometimes. They certainly can put together food, but there's no flair. Enjoy your meal, sir."
He heads back to the kitchen, leaving Maelik and Roy to enjoy their meals.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 12, 2016 12:54:34 GMT -8
Maelik nodded back to the head chef and expressed his thanks, digging back back into his plate he finished it up, leaving not a single morsel behind. It would be rude not to after all. And once he was done with it all and Roy was likewise done he walked back to the door, a strangely devious smile spreading across his face almost as soon as he left the cafeteria.
He turned to the young vampire at his side and patted him hard on the back.
"And that my boy, is how you get a free meal."
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