08-07-2018, 08:39 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana;border-bottom: 1px white solid;padding-BOTTOM: 3px;"]Temulin did love cooking. It was something that was nostalgic, a reminder of the home that she longed to return to and the traditions that she kept with her. She may be across the sea from the plains, but she would still be a Shaman, no matter what happened to her. Her life was preordained for that purpose it seemed, and it would be foolish of her to deny the wishes of the Gods lest they turn their wrath upon her.
She brings a stew with her. The meat is something like lamb, or rather the closest thing that she could get to it considering the Typhoon lived on an island - there aren't a great deal of ingredient that she is familiar with using, but she does her best and the smell... It smells like a warm open fire, like a warm embrace, like home and warmth and family. To Temulin at least, the actual smell is more of curry powder and star anise, hints of pepper and a various mixture of herbs. Safe to say, the borzoi isn't a bad cook, and she's more than happy to show off her work with a satisfied smile.
The introductions trouble her a little more. She's not very interesting, so coming up with a few facts about her troubles her. "My name is Temulin, I'm a Sage here. I... I was a Shaman for the Great Plains before I came here after being washed up, I used to have a twin brother and I... I used to be able to talk to spirits." Her tone sounds rather somber as she recounts - realising that most of the things she prided herself on were either defunct or a skill that was unable to be worked on the island. After all, her own gods seemed not to care about her now she had been thrown from the plains, but she is eager to divert the topic, [color=#fff][b]"I brought a stew, I'd love for anyone to try it."
( hi, my name is cyan! I'm 19 years old & i'm a medical biochemistry student. i'm pretty much obsessed with video games and if I'm not posting, I'm usually at work or raiding in FFXIV. I play a lot of rpgs and jrpgs, and I like rugby & american football. I'm an Aquarius and I'm also a meme. )
She brings a stew with her. The meat is something like lamb, or rather the closest thing that she could get to it considering the Typhoon lived on an island - there aren't a great deal of ingredient that she is familiar with using, but she does her best and the smell... It smells like a warm open fire, like a warm embrace, like home and warmth and family. To Temulin at least, the actual smell is more of curry powder and star anise, hints of pepper and a various mixture of herbs. Safe to say, the borzoi isn't a bad cook, and she's more than happy to show off her work with a satisfied smile.
The introductions trouble her a little more. She's not very interesting, so coming up with a few facts about her troubles her. "My name is Temulin, I'm a Sage here. I... I was a Shaman for the Great Plains before I came here after being washed up, I used to have a twin brother and I... I used to be able to talk to spirits." Her tone sounds rather somber as she recounts - realising that most of the things she prided herself on were either defunct or a skill that was unable to be worked on the island. After all, her own gods seemed not to care about her now she had been thrown from the plains, but she is eager to divert the topic, [color=#fff][b]"I brought a stew, I'd love for anyone to try it."
( hi, my name is cyan! I'm 19 years old & i'm a medical biochemistry student. i'm pretty much obsessed with video games and if I'm not posting, I'm usually at work or raiding in FFXIV. I play a lot of rpgs and jrpgs, and I like rugby & american football. I'm an Aquarius and I'm also a meme. )
[align=center][div style="font-size:17.3pt;line-height:.9;font-family:georgia;padding:8px;letter-spacing:.7px;color:#fff"][ fear not this night, you will not go astray ]
[div style="width:445px;font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:.2px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]—— ♡ THOUGH SHADOWS FALL, STILL THE STARS FIND THEIR WAY. AND YOU CAN ALWAYS STRONG. LIFT YOUR VOICE WITH THE FIRST LIGHT DAWN. DAWN IS JUST HEARTBEAT AWAY - HOPE IS JUST A SUNRISE AWAY. ♡ —— TEMULIN / TYPHOON CREWMATE / ANGELIC BORZOI ﷽
[div style="width:445px;font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:.2px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]—— ♡ THOUGH SHADOWS FALL, STILL THE STARS FIND THEIR WAY. AND YOU CAN ALWAYS STRONG. LIFT YOUR VOICE WITH THE FIRST LIGHT DAWN. DAWN IS JUST HEARTBEAT AWAY - HOPE IS JUST A SUNRISE AWAY. ♡ —— TEMULIN / TYPHOON CREWMATE / ANGELIC BORZOI ﷽