[OPEN] The Redsworn Reception

[guerriera]

Who: The Redsworn of Ruby Sanctum + Guests [OPEN TO ALL FLIGHTS]
What: Carolina The Redsworn have invited everyone to dinner! Let's see how well diplomatic relations between the flights can be improved, eh?
Where: The Ruby Sanctum
When: Forward dated to 6th June.
Warnings: Fires, food poisoning cooking for all, shenanigans, possible bad language.
OOC: Come gets some cross-flight CR! c: Some setting options below the cut, or go ahead and make your own.


A: COOKING FIRE SHENANIGANS

Feeling peckish? Have a delivery to make? Or just want to try your own hand at serving up some grub? The Redsworn's usual cooking area has been expanded for the evening, with two extra firepits dug out to cater for additional mouths. Over one fire burns the now "traditional" starter meat of bear flank, something any newly sworn (red or otherwise) will have the pleasure of sampling first. There's also several baskets of berries, fruit and vegetables, while a pot obtained in trade from Silverglen bubbles merrily.

B: FIRESIDE MINGLE

The redsworn of the Ruby Sanctum have claimed a corner of their own beneath one of the larger trees. There's a smaller fire here set for warmth and ambience, and have logs set about for seating for those who don't like perching on rocks or roots, or don't find the comfy grass comfy - park yourself and have a chat!

C: OPEN/MISC.

Choose Your Own Adventure! Just remember: wander alone at your own risk, non-redsworn, for the Red Dragonflight will have their eye on you.

Comments

[wilder]

Well considering the vast majority of the human race throughout history has gotten by with just being "average" and "imperfect"....

[he gives a shrug. Just saying man]

The Queen? Yeah, she's pretty reasonable for a giant dragon. [He smirks a little too] Not to mention she makes a fine looking humanoid.

[guerriera]

That's not a luxury I can afford. Though that would explain why we're being slaughtered to the last man, woman and child across multiple worlds.

[just. saying.]

[there's a definite roll of her eyes as Carolina pushes herself back to her feet, empty plate in hand.] Given this is the first place I've met dragons, period, I don't have much by the way of comparison. I suppose I'll just have to take your word for it.

[wilder]

[At her words? His expression takes on one of an unreadable slight smile of calmness, and his tone matches his usual calm apathy]

Wow, saying it like that almost makes it sound like you think it's their fault for getting slaughtered.

[Just. saying.]