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Post by Kristofor on Feb 21, 2021 15:11:41 GMT -6
Dated: 02-01-20 - #11
The return to the quest board this month is sickly sweet. The entire thing is covered in hearts and stars, with lots of confetti and glitter glue. The entire thing is covered with sappy requests, but the more interesting thing is the two individuals standing in front of it. Jolyne has her arms crossed against her chest and looks unimpressed as a whole. The other individual is a small, deer-legged... fae? Those that have been to the Hunter's Lodge would immediately recognize Odoshi. The two are speaking amicably, but there appears to be something wrong. Jolyne catches sight of you, and immediately calls you over.
"Hey you! Yeah, you!" The mammmalian waves at you. "It seems we have the same secret admirer-" She says, and the way she says Admirer makes you feel like she isn't impressed at all. "Someone keeps leaving the same Vakrah candy for us when our backs are turned at our shops. But we haven't seen them to tell them to knock it off." If looks could kill, hers would probably strike someone down at the moment. "We'll give you our candy stash if you find the individual and tell them to knock it off." She looks hopeful, and Odoshi even looks a little less unhappy. Will you assist?
On the Board
In Order to Succeed, roleplay spending time sleuthing around either the Quest Shop or the Hunter's Lodge in an attempt to find whoever is causing the problem. DO NOT Roleplay actually finding the person- that will be an option to be written once you get a success (there is a story element).
This quest will be rolled as per usual.
Prize: A candy hoard. Note: This quest no longer rewards QP, but you can still get a prize for completing it!
Challenge Rating: Easy
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 21, 2021 15:17:56 GMT -6
Turns out the easiest way to entertain the mischievious tailypo was to give it a flour sack and a box, in a low fenced in environment. "Your little one has quite the energy." the old treelike human woman says as she stirs the dry ingredients for the latest batch of 'kitty konfections'. "Only a few of my own have such energy to spare." Kristofor told her as he measured the wet ingredients carefully that the tailypo's energy had no bounds and he was at a loss on what to feed it. So far, just milk and hot dogs. He'd not seen any issues yet with offering cooked food to the kitten so far, and hoped it would stay that way. "Hm, that might be something to ask the one who runs the Hunters lodge. They work with all sorts of animals. Or talk to the local animal shelter. He's such a nice man, always taking such good care of those who have no home." 1
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 21, 2021 15:40:05 GMT -6
Those who have no home... wonder if he was overrun by tailypo, Kristofor couldnt' help himself but think. Setting the container of water aside, he measured the oil for the recipe with trying not to get any on his pawpads. It smelled strongly of fish. "Is this fish oil?" stupid obvious question that his nose was telling him. "Yes, it gives essential nutrition that regular vegetable oil or nut oil." the old woman, who had called herself Alura. "Different animals require different kinds of nutrition to thrive." she picked up something that smelled like... herbs... and sprinkled it in the mixture. The tailypo pounced into the flour sack, already partially white with flour. "What goes into the ...uh, kitty confections?" he asked. The oil smelled super strong to his own sense of smell. "Well, I use a little less flour in this recipe then I normally would in a cookie. This one can use tuna in the recipe." 2
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 22, 2021 12:27:14 GMT -6
"Tuna, flour, egg, milk and catnip, but for a bit more smell I add a splash of fish oil." It would certainly be catching the young tailypo's attention, which he had part of a mind to call it the Laiyan word for 'bottomless stomach'. "however, some senses of smell are less privy towards using the oil, so half this batch will not use oil." Ok, that made sense. give the little things some choices. "Milk please dear." Kristofor handed her the small container of milk and she hummed to herself, still stiring and now pouring together. "Have you ever cracked an egg before dear to separate the yolk?" she asked. "Uh, no." If anything, you just bit into the raw egg and drained it either into your maw or over your food. "Well lets teach you how. Wash your hands in that sink there and I'll show you how." He did so. 3
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 21:53:21 GMT -6
So apparently its a human thing to crack an egg into your hand, and use the shell on the half to cup the yolk back and forth without breaking it to separate the white into another dish, while avoiding having shell in either. That fluffy bakes, like certain cakes and frostings use the egg whites as a base, and yolks don't work in it. Humans were really ingenious with the use of egg in their food. With COOKING egg in their food. Sloppily, he sorts yolk and white between his fingers as it dribbles into a bowl, another set aside for the yolk. The feeling of egg oozing through his fingers felt...gross. Almost like handling your dead meal. Ick. The old human finds this funny though, adding the single egg that he had finished with into the batter. "Its a good thing that you don't have to do that for most egg recipes dear." She shakes in some catnip, kicking up the scent with the shaker. Honk? 4
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 21:58:36 GMT -6
Wait. HONK? Distracted, the fox looked at the kitten, quite dusted in flour, sneezed and toppled over to attack their tail with tiny teeth. The sneeze must've caused the honk noise... or was he going mad. "I haven't heard that noise out of a little kitty cat before. These cats must be special indeed." did anything phase this old human? She stirred the mix more and more, before turning the bowl over and dropping it onto a pile of flour on the counter. "Alright dearie, wash your hands again and you're going to learn how to knead dough." As she walked the fox through the steps of kneading cookie dough like bread, the doorbell dinged. Two arguing voices could be heard. It wasn't an angry argument, but more of a exasperated opinion? "Welcome to the Herb Delight!" the old woman called. "Excuse me." she walked out of the kitchen to interact with the guests. 5
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 22:08:21 GMT -6
The voices beyond the doorway into the main room of the shop didn't get raised, but turned attention to the old human. Initially a language that Kristofor didn't understand. Instead of prying, he focused on getting the bubbles out of the dough. It smelled quite herby and fishy to him. Like crusting a fish for eating. "I think this nice young fox can help you with that problem, once we're finished making cookies that is." she says, and leads back to the kitchen. "Does Shishi still eat those berry meringues?" "Once a year on their hatchday." the first figure to enter answers, clipped. And in Laiyan? Clawed hands clasp the top of the counter and someone who looks like a deer and a person climbed in an existential blender scrabbles to see over it. Looking at the dough, then up at the black and silver fox with blond fuzzies staring back. The second is glancing at the kitten rolling around in the corner. 6
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 22:20:12 GMT -6
"Hey. Rude to stare." the short one snaps at him before releasing the counter and dropping back down with a clop sound. Huh, clop sound? Ears twitching, Kristofor focused on flattening the dough. "I just made up some berry meringues with the last round of people in my shop, so I'll package them up for you Odoshi. Jolyne, anything to take back for the critters?" A noncommittal amount of words he didnt' understand. "Alright, next round I'll make something up that doesn't have grain or fish in it." She swept around with agility he didn't believe the treelike human had, to direct him in flattening the dough with a length of wood, by rolling it. "This the fox you're talking about?" the short one asked with a sharp snap of Laiyan. "I am a fox, yes. Why do you ask." he answers in return, eyes on the wood and dough. He wasn't paying attention to the tailypo. 7
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 22:26:06 GMT -6
"Need a keen tracker to find someone whose being a right pain in the arse around our shops." the short one clopped a few steps back. Yep, definitely part deer at least. Glancing up, he noticed the tall one... and recognized the one who ran the inquisitor. "Someone's vandalizing the shopping district; pink everywhere." "Pink?" "Yes, pink. Its Vakrah, the season of... love." the deerling pinches their expression. "Candy, hearts, pinkness, flowers, humans go nuts over it, trying to woo the opposite gender." "an artificial courting?" Kristofor asked, listening to them. "How unusual. Its winter." "Doesn't make sense, but just before spring, this city decides love is to be celebrated. Heck, even the strays start propagating more. Right?" The other nods once. Didn't talk much it seemed. "So, need someone to see if they can find the vandal and we'll do the rest. Isn't too hard, right? Even some pay in it, and candy." How did he explain that? 8
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 22:34:08 GMT -6
"There's been a scraping noise outside ever since you walked in. Like someone's scratching the wall." and it wasn't the tailypo, nibbling on the end of their tail until biting too hard and releasing with a squawking honk. "What?!" The short one looked up at the tall shopkeep and she glanced back. "How-" "I have good hearing." the fox replied as he set the rolling wood aside. The dough quite flat now. "Very good dearie. Now we'll trim this up into little squares, and bake them off. I'd say your kitty is getting hungry to be trying to eat their own tail." the old treelike human answered, not part of the conversation otherwise. "We'll be right back." the figures walked out and Kristofor learned how to use his clean claw to score the dough before slicing it with a butter knife. "I'd use a sharper knife, but with all the children coming through my shop today for cookies, can't be too careful." and the pets who liked to filch shinies. 9
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Post by Kristofor on Feb 23, 2021 22:39:58 GMT -6
The scraping noise had stopped when the clopping got loud. Footsteps. Where. coming about... the side... Loud cursing that he didn't understand. "Dammit, they hit here too!" with a fistful of violently pink glitter and such, a piece of paper clinging to their fist in sticky glue. "I'll make em regret it!" "If you want to sneak up on them, they are hiding behind the shop now. Probably will bolt if you make a loud move." the fox informed the dough as he trimmed squares. "Good ears or not, thats just too convenient." "My uncle says I'm a natural." "Of what?!" He ddint' answer, as the tray of cookies was picked up and placed in the oven before he knew it. "Sneaking. Excuse me m'am." the fox washed his paws in the sink before dropping onto all fours and stepping lightly. It was not a creaky floor, but those hooves would make noise. "You take one side, I take the other. and be quiet." The tailypo rolled over to watch the fox leave briefly. They got the first test of kitty confections. 10 -fin?- 5/5
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Post by NPC on Feb 24, 2021 18:23:17 GMT -6
Congrats! You've finished the quest. Your prize has been sent to you.
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