[Scalvaris - Cally's] A Fairy Fundraiser

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[Scalvaris - Cally's] A Fairy Fundraiser

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A Fairy Fun Raiser
Continued from here.
OOC Info
He established some things for this in this thread.

Winston is allowing the firies and the fairy food to work using his custom power
Fairy Sanctuary
.

The food in infused using his
That's the Spirit
capstone.

His Diri of generosity is being used here to increase the success of the event for Winston.

Laughter and the clink of glasses intermixed with the tinkling of bells and dancing music of whimsey and the event, the first of its kind, ploughed on. It was the perfect evening for the first grand Ferret-fairy Banquet at Cally's, the island's most exclusive eatery.

With the help of his spirit of generosity, many of the dishes were infused with the domain of generosity and the Diri themself was wafting around the proceedings encouraged the people of the trial to give more openly. Which included himself, though he didn't need much encouragement to give and be generous.

Amidst the hoi polloi of Scalvaris was one Enid Blight, whom Winston owed a favour to. He had been invited to take an exclusive review of the affair for his own publication after the event, which Winston hoped would go well to raise prestige for future events and give the people here totrial the 'inside vibe' when they had the advance knowledge of tonight's reveals.

As for the event itself, words like "exclusive" and "grand premiar" hardly seemed to fit when one considered the true nature of this event. For you see, while the upper crusts of Scalvorian society would indeed be in attendance, stuffing their pampered faces and quaffing the finest wines, this was no ordinary feast. No, this was the brainchild of one Winston Miller, local eccentric, island-wide-renowned alchemist, and maker of very peculiar culinary concoctions. It had taken a lot of time and preparation to get so much alchemical food ready, but his forge had helped with this as the re-usable glyphs expedited things.

If the haughty nobles and newly-minted merchants had known what they were in for, they might have thought twice about buying those exorbitantly-priced tickets. But the lure of being seen at the most impressive to-do on the island was strong, and really, how odd could things get? Winston was just an inventor and an award-winning chef, but none of the dishes he served during the Sclave-cheff-off were particularly unusual... Nonetheless, his reputation for good food and antics was well established and there was a strong vibe amongst the restaurant's regular clientele for finding out how he compared to his pre-disessor... Faith Agusteen. Surely his contributions would be little more than amusements to be politely sampled before getting to the real fare.

How deliciously wrong they would prove to be.

Within the candlelit interior of Cally's, chaos was approaching its throne. The once pristine linens now sported exotic stains of colors that shone and shimmered. Dishes meant for consumption resembled things more akin to playthings and ornaments, all of which boasted temptingly 'risque' consequences for those brave enough to sample them. At the eye of this maelstrom was a tiny whirlwind of energy, Winston himself, whiskers twitching and paws ablur as he raced from kitchen to banquet hall and back again.

"
Mar glowyberry soufflés
!"
He barked merrily to the frazzled kitchen staff, which included
Cho (his apprentice)
and
Angela
.
"An' get dose candy-floss clouds tied down before dem fly away!"


Angela, the usually capable head chef, could only nod frantically and bark echoing orders lost in the din. She had been trying to teach Winston a little about running a kitchen and got a far as 'communication is key' before the guests arrived and everything started moving a lightnings pace. How the ferret managed to not only conceive of but actually produce the seemingly impossible dishes for this event was beyond her. Though perhaps her incredulity would be eased if she simply accepted that alchemy and fairy cuisine occupied the same baffling realm.

Outside in the dining room, the deserts were just starting to get their first unnerving hints that this was no common last-course. They chocolate shell was hard as steal and repelled even the most determined assault. From the shimmering cloud banks of sugary spun confections that wafted across the vaulted ceiling to the impeccably-detailed
ice cream sculptures that did not melt
, it was plain that tonight was... different.

Lords and Ladies, resplendent in plum-colored silk and periwigs that could have doubled as a lawn ornaments, eyed the desert vapors with thinly-veiled concern. Some were excited by the prospect of wondrous things and others had found that perhaps the unexpected was not entirely for them.
"I say, this had better not stain my cravat. I shall be most severely cheesed if it does."


The woman beside him placed a hand dismissively on his hand, a mavovour that had been well honed over many years of finishing school.
"Oh my dear, do get into the spirit."
She began, her cheeks currently all the colours of the rainbow and her hair glowing a peculiar shade of green.
"The Gilbertons will want to hear ALL about this, for sure. I mean, this is the FIRST. No one not hear will ever be able to claim to have been here ever again."
She smiled impishly as
a winged figure materialized amidst the sweet-smelling mists before him.
She, for the firefly glow and shimmer of iridescent wings marked her as indisputably female to those 'in the know', giggled impishly and gave the man a saucy wink.

"Who bothers with stains when you could be the ooooorrrrrange you've always dreamed?"


She gestured towards a bowl of orange fruit, that claimed to turn you orange and winked.

All around the banquet room, similar transformations were taking hold on the unsuspecting guests. A portly matron found herself temporarily bedecked in swirls of pink and indigo that danced across her ample frontage before fading away. A elderly chap who fancied himself a poet was temporarily enjoying the flush of youth with some youngberries Winston had managed to get from sweetwine (
that worked thanks to his gift from Ol-Tuck
).

And through it all, peals of ringing amusement echoed from a multitude of winged pranksters darting here and there amidst their sugary cloudbanks. Of Winston, there was no sign, though several of the guests were already eying the sweets with a newfound suspicion, as he was mastering the creative process in the kitchen, under Angela's watchful management.
Shinwa
approached as the serving approached an end, ready to extract Winston for his final appearance. At several key moment, he had gone out to introduce himself and meet the guests. it was customary for the chef to be sought out and thanks for good food and there were few among the crowed that did not want to be seen to be seen by the chef himself.

"Sir, it's time to make the final announcement."
The butler intoned with a even and unwavering absolutism.

"Oh-key, jost gat tuh..."
But Angela cut him off as he began to protest.
"Go-go-go! I've got this, Cho can help me with the strawberry fishsticks."
She said, flapping her hands at him and almost literally pushing him off the table.

"Right, yeah, Oh-key."
He replied, distractedly as Shinwa gestured for the ferret to lead the way.

A few fantastical moments later, he was climbing up the side of a small pedestal in the centre of the room and trying to dray the attention of the distracted dinners.

"My friends!"
Winston shouted, having to raise his voice to cut through the susurrus of amazed murmuring as the guest waiting impatiently for permission to start their final course. One paw held a miragestone, while the other held a small tuning fork. Channeling a little energy into the Well, his visage appeared above him, large and clear for all to see and hear.
"Tank yuh ALL far comin'! Tonight's feast was nat merely tuh celebrate de first af a new regular appearance af meself an' de fairy dining experience, but tuh farge de path ahead far a new era af hope, prosperity an' maybe jost a dash af well-meaning mischief far Isonomia's new Rainbow Fleet!"


He chuckled, apparently quite pleased with himself.
"Far yuh see, we 'ave gathad de more wondrous purveyors af fairy fare de island has tuh affa. Fruits and fungi imbued with magics to dazzle de senses an' expand yuh experience!"
He was telling a story. One of a room full of people lucky enough to be at the center of something fantastical an unique... them.

One thing Winston had put a lot of effort in to presurving from Faith's running of Cally's, was the idea of exclusivity. It was something that drew people it, the right people. That being people with money. However, this was just one of many events he wanted to run and if he was going to run more of these then it was important that they were as enticing as this one, the first. Doing that required the next one, and every one that followed to having something new... something you would only find out if you were THERE.

"Yuh, 'ere tuhtrial, are de first tuh find out wat we will be revealing at de next event..."
He held them for a little suspense.
"...dis will be a grand Rharnian experience, explarin' wat 'appens tuh the great drinks af Rharne when dem meet the whimsie af de Sweetwine Fairies!"
There was a surusation of interest as the combination of foreign flavours and Fairy chaos intrigued some and worried others.

"Bot tonight, we 'ave one final dish tuh enjoy!"
Holding up the tuning fork, with a flick of his wrist he struck it against the table, letting out a chime that rang out across the room. As the sound resonated, the alchemically infused Chocolate became warm and melted, revealing the exquisite dessert beneath. The crowd in the room let out a gasp of appreciation and applause rang out as they began to partake of the food.

"Behold!"
Winston's voice rang out as he held up his arms in a spectacular fashion.
"Your final course!"
He gave a flourish of his hand as he (and his projected image) both bowed and he left the pedestal to begin making the rounds of the tables to curry the favour of the guests and hype them up for the next event, full of exclusive things that they alone could now go forth and share to the rest of their cohort.

By night's end, even the most steadfastly reserved patricians had unlaced their cravats and let down their tresses to cavort amid the whimsical festivities of the banquet.

As streaks of red and orange heralded the dawning of a new trial over Scalvoris, a lone figured could be seen picking his way between the mess and mayhem. It was Winston himself, looking slightly the worse for wear with scruffy head fur and a lingering coating of powdered sweetness about his vest. But his smile was as contented as ever as he surveyed the well-picked remains of the banquet's chaos.

Despite the madness, the gluttony, the unrepentant indulgence on display, Winston knew that something far sweeter had transpired amidst the tables filled with delight. For even the wealthy required occasional release from propriety's fetters, and what better means for providing that escape than Winston's deliriously delicious concoctions?

The funds had been raised for his latest venture, that much was certain. But perhaps even more importantly, through the power of alchemical gastronomy, the eccentric Cadouri had brought a measure of kindled happiness to weigh against the many burdens of Scalvoris' nobility. A banquet feast of whimsy that would linger fondly in the hearts of all in attendance, much longer than any undigested sugary trifle.
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Appearance

When standing at his full height, Winston towers a full 1 foot and one blueberry tall. A fact he will happily demonstrate before flicking said blue orb into the air with his nose and then eating it with a snappy grin.

His eyes are dark and sharp, ringed by dark brown fur upon the bright white fur that sets off across the rest of his face.

Equipement

Winston usually carries the following on his person:
  • Cassion's Locket hangs snugly around his neck.
  • Winston's Fairy Bell hangs from his tool-belt attached to his hip. It's 'ringer' is often bound by a small piece of cloth to prevent it giving away his position while in the wilderness.
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Appearance

When standing at his full height, Winston towers a full 1 foot and one blueberry tall. A fact he will happily demonstrate before flicking said blue orb into the air with his nose and then eating it with a snappy grin.

His eyes are dark and sharp, ringed by dark brown fur upon the bright white fur that sets off across the rest of his face.

Equipement

Winston usually carries the following on his person:
  • Cassion's Locket hangs snugly around his neck.
  • Winston's Fairy Bell hangs from his tool-belt attached to his hip. It's 'ringer' is often bound by a small piece of cloth to prevent it giving away his position while in the wilderness.
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