Event Seven.

[awashmods]

The lives of men, the lives of men With every sheaf are bound! We are the blessing which annuls The curse upon the ground! And he who reaps the Golden Grain The Golden Love hath found.

he setting is actually rather miraculous. In the center of the Town, not far from the well, there are tables set up, complete with bright orange tableclothes, and at the tables, there is a spot for each and every character, both new and old. They have a fancy placeholder with their names written at their spot, and at each spot is a meal they've been craving since they arrived. It's colorful, and delicious, and can be as fancy and spectacular as they desire. Of course, as nice as that is... maybe they should go save the people in the well first? There's definitely some yelling going on down there. Seems like there are some new friends, and the Town's welcoming everyone in style this time! Enjoy the feast; you made it through the Town's tests and are still here! Welcome to Awash's seventh event log/first intro log hybrid, everyone! If there are any questions, please ask them here, and don't forget to welcome all of the new players here! Thank you!

Comments

[osteotome]

[ It's a good tutorial! It reminds him of Hasebe who is a little stiff, but thorough with explanations. Also, always judging. ]

That seems straightforward. But I'll prioritize the most colorful foods here so that they can't go bad.

[ The nice thing about bento is that with some good skill at chopsticks, rearranging isn't difficult. ]

You have been here longer to know that. Please, have something. I don't mind.

[ If she knows colorless foods can taste like ash, she should have colored, tasty food while it's here, too. ]

[troubadamsel]

I couldn't.

[She glances over at the other meals...]

It appears that all our favorites are being served, so I'm hardly going to deny you the chance to take what you want. If I want better food, I'll have to work for it, the same as everyone else.

[osteotome]

[ Time for some slightly immature sass. ]

Isn't helping out a new person charitable work that should be rewarded?

[ He sets aside a very small piece of grilled salmon on a plate for her. It's because it's pink... like her. ]

Please continue working hard.

[troubadamsel]

[Fiiiiiine.

With a sigh, she finally picks it up with her fork.]

... And all the same to you.