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Hooray, a little new year's feast for Crimson Dreams. Feel free to have your char bring something to eat as well, if you like. ;D wc: 403
Crimson Dreams was like one giant family, but it was a shame that its members seldom found the time to all gather together. Everyone had much of their own business to attend to, and they had their fair share of wanderers amongst their ranks, Ehno included. Considering the vast nature of everyone's interests and the spacious territory they laid claim to, it wasn't much of a surprise that it was a rare thing for them to all come together for a little bonding. So when the Marino man got an idea on bring everyone together, he was quick to set to work on implementing it.
It was a simple enough idea, a feast for the Dreamers to celebrate the smooth passing of another winter season. But rather than the usual prey they hunted for on land, Ehno set about gathering a meal from the bountiful sea. Fish was something he missed from the time he spent on various European port-towns as a youth. Despite their proximity to the sea, fish was a rare meal out here, simply because hunting on land proved to be much less labor intensive. So the Marino thought the seafood could prove to be a special treat for their little feast. It took some preparing, and more than enough work, but with the help of his niece, Ehno had managed to catch himself a decent supply of the water-based prey. Abundant water supplies and the winter's cold temperatures helped him keep his catch fresh until today.
He spent part of the late afternoon clearing out some space within the main living room of the manor. It offered the most space inside for their numbers to gather and plenty of room for their youngest members to get about. He'd spread out a tablecloth across the cleared floor and placed many of the fish upon it as a sort of make-shift indoor picnic. Nearby, the fireplace contained a bright warm fire, which he put to additional use cooking a few of the fish. These fish sat upon sticks of various sizes and leaned in toward the fire. He checked on them, and satisfied with their progress, turned back to sit alongside the spread out tablecloth. He tilted his head back and let forth a low, brief call to his pack mates, inviting them to come join his little feast and to add to their collection, should they have been hunting recently themselves.