#rivervale_lodge

Brogan moves along quietly in the kitchen. Utterly alone. This stew is a slow cooker but with frequent stirrings required for maximum effect. He can't just leave it. He stirs a pot with one wooden spoon, then eyes the other one. Reaching for it, he takes the second wooden spoon

"Who are you," The childling sidhe says in what he hopes is a manly voice "That would come to my like of vitality and flavor?"

Then Brogan switches his voice "I am a great warrior" Still as deep, but different, a bit gruffer "And I have come for a sip from the lake of vitality and flavor. It is my quest. "

"You come here to Partake?" He says in the voice of the first warrior.

"I have said and do declare" He says in the second role

"Then you come here to die, for I am sworn to protect it from sippage!"

he stirs with each spoon as he talks

"Then let the gods of war watch and judge!"

"So mote!"

Clack clack go the wooden spoons, one in the left hand , one in the right- when they're not stirring

The boy's eyes light up with the fire of 'battle'

Death blood, slash stroke...

stir stir stir

rage, revenge, honor, more death!

stir stir stir

And the food gets cooked... and as long as no one sees him acting like a kid, the boy's dignity is upheld

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Tiffany stands guard trying not to snicker at the kid 'fighting' with spoons over stew. He must not know

Vali stands watch

And smiles