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Post by Das on Jun 5, 2024 16:26:34 GMT -5
A journey across the sea to Sol City for the annual summer festival is a bit too expensive for the likes of Das, not because he turns his nose up at spending coin on something like that, but rather because he lacks the coin to spend in the first place. Besides, there are more interesting locals fools in the different regions, and the big red man is not a picky eater. He’s killed beasts and carved them for his own food, and when living in the wilds, nothing is too good for a man who needs to survive. Luckily, many of those days are behind him. Also luckily, he finds himself in Lilicors where the locals are up for a different kind of eating competition. It’s hard to turn down a cheap meal that also promises prize money, and these kinds of events often have trouble makers that Das doesn’t mind dealing with either. Sure there are goblins and lizardfolk and orcs, but being a lumbering large Fellblood in armor makes Das equally as intimidating if he needs to be. So, here he finds himself, sat at a table filled with locals and tourists alike ready to take on the swamp dog eating contest. This is gonna be fun. Quest Name: Mouth Full Participants: Two or more Location: Anywhere Post Requirements: 5 posts per person, 200 words per post Reward: +1 Renown Description: While Sol city houses the biggest party of the summer, every other village in the realm celebrates their own, throwing smaller festivals for those who can't make it to the capitol. A mainstay activity at these festivals is always the eating contest; multiple competitions where contestants need to eat all of the food in the fastest amount of time. Participate in one of these eating contests or be involved in some kind of way, but keep an eye out for any disruptions that may try to ruin the event!
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Post by Lycia Mystwud on Jun 6, 2024 2:21:10 GMT -5
Lycia had finally made it back out of the swamp, and her clothes had thankfully all turned back from mud into cloth. She would be grateful for the assistance, though it had still been a day or two since her last actual food. Lilicors Villiage was beginning to peek through the trees, smoke and music rising above the treetops and beckoning her forwards. The scent of swamp dogs almost carried the girl forward, her stomach now largely controlling her motions. Peeking around, it would seem an eating contest of some sort was about to begin. Lycia bent her hat down to try and fit her way through the crowd, as well as avoid being noticed. Near the front, she could see tables full of contestants, though a ton of them were characteristically terrifying. There was no way she could build the courage to go out there and sit with them she thought, before a hand pulled her from the crowd. A cheery old orc woman with a dirty apron pulled her along, dragging her towards the competition. “Come now sweetie, no entry fee for kids!” the woman said with a smile as Lycia desperately tried to protest. “Ah! no no I’m ok! Please!” She begged and pulled at the womans hand to no avail, and was promptly lifted up and placed on a bench alongside several other travelers and tourists. An awkward smile was given as she averted her eyes from the table, beads of sweat dripping on the clenched hands in her lap.
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Post by Blue Raspberry on Jun 6, 2024 16:02:59 GMT -5
After their last experience at the beach that went amazingly in their opinion, despite that weird minotaur yelling at them and getting escorted off the stage for some reason, Blue loved eating contests and was so ready to compete in another one. Finding out one was being held in Lilicors as they were passing through was perfect. They didn't know what a swamp dog was, but they sounded delicious to the ooze. Everything sounded delicious to the ooze, but these sounded even more delicious than usual because they were supposed to be as many as Blue could eat in five minutes, and they knew they could eat a lot in that amount of time.
The organizers of the event were quick to scoop more contestants onto the stage and sit them down at the long table spanning all the way across it. Some contestants even looked unwilling, which Blue just couldn't understand. They were sat down right next to a girl who looked like she really didn't want to be there. On the other side of the girl was a large man with red skin and curly horns in a red suit of armor.
Blue took off their helmet after being asked to by one of the organizers, but otherwise they were also in their own full set of armor. They leaned forward slightly, looking to the red man.
"Hey! Nice armor. Are you a knight?" Blue asked him excitedly.
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Post by Das on Jun 6, 2024 16:31:39 GMT -5
The clinking of a proper suit of armor catches Das’ attention just as another knightly individual sits opposite of this new girl beside him. Das admires the armor with a discerning eye and is surprised to see a mess of bright blue hair on the other individual’s head when their helmet is removed. “Ah, hello! Thank you! Some might call me a knight, but I’m not properly knighted, no. How about yourself? Are you a part of any prestigious knight orders, here to represent them in a competition, or are you here to fill your belly like me?” With a friendly grin, Das pats the cuirass covering his stomach, the metal of his gloves clanking against it.
His attention turns to the pointy hatted individual between them. “Apologies for talking over you, little one,” he says with no hints of condescension. She is just literally smaller than him. “Welcome to the competition! Is this your first one? I’ve never had a swamp dog before, but it sounds interesting, and there’s not much food a hungry warrior will turn down.” Das lets out a hearty laugh, setting his hands on the table eagerly. His eye watches hungrily as plates of sausages in buns are set in front of the competitors gathered around the table.
“Oh, right, you can call me Das!”
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Post by Lycia Mystwud on Jun 12, 2024 20:44:05 GMT -5
Holy shit, Holy shit, Holy shit. Why did that lady put me between the two scariest guys imaginable. Sweat and tears of anxious fear dripped onto her muddy robes. This much socialization was terrifying, even if she was about to get free food out of it. The clank of gauntlets on armour brings her back to reality, nervous energy causing her to jump backwards into the knight behind her. “A-APOLOGIES, APOLOGIES” She exclaims, rapidly trying to stop intruding on either of these hardened mercenaries before she get’s stabbed. His words are calming rather than scolding, however, which is a surprise. If this were home, she would have been sent to bed without food two minutes ago. Lycia took a deep breath, calming her nerves. “Sorry! Sorry, yes, I’ve never eaten as a game before. My dad would kill me if he knew I was here!” The senses return to her, apparently at some point someone had placed the platter in front of her. The scent wafted to her nose, the savoury, smoky scent of swamp meat mixed with ground spinach, with hearty baked buns. Her stomach audible growled, reminding her that it had been like four days since she had something that wasn’t moss. The large Orc woman assisted an ancient looking goblin up to the stage. Folds of green skin and thick grey eyebrows covered his eyes, as he shakily mounted the stairs. In his hands, an old crooked cane for walking, and a small gong. He wore a muddy chefs hat, as well as a well worn apron around his chest. Lycia had spent a bit of time in Lilicors, and recognized this old dude as Mr. Glizzygob, King of the swamp dogs. Legendary Grillsmith.
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Post by Blue Raspberry on Jun 14, 2024 12:21:21 GMT -5
"Oh, I was sort of a knight but not actually a knight too, but I'm part of the Knights of Tegrid now. I'm not here for them though, I'm just here to eat!" Blue replied understandingly. They definitely looked the part of a knight with their heavy armor, but they had gone through the same experience of looking the part without actually being initiated.
Blue leaned away to look down at the girl trapped between them and the friendly red dude. The seats for the competition were close together, making it a bit cramped for them all. Elbows were bumping as a few others in the line were also giving some friendly greetings to their nearest competition. A few were silent, and some seemed a bit annoyed by the tight seating. It looked like they'd invited a few more than they meant to as the Orc woman stopped dragging people onto the stage.
"Wow, your dad doesn't sound very nice. Eating competitions are fun. I was in one before, at a beach party, and I won! I'm gonna win this one too." Blue declared confidently. "I'm Wolfe."
The last of the trays of swamp dogs were laid out in front of the contestants, and the hostess took to the stage along with an old Goblin and started to address the crowd once she had their attention.
"Welcome everyone to the Lilicors Swamp Dog Eating Competition! I'm your host, Madame Oskamyer, and I'm delighted to introduce, to anyone that somehow still doesn't know him, Glizzygob, King of the Swamp Dogs! We have a special treat for all our contestants tonight. All of the dogs here were made by Glizzygod himself!" She announced, pointing a hand to the Goblin that looked like he was about to fall over without a steadying hand on his shoulder.
"Made them extra mossy, just so they'll slide down nice and easy..." Glizzygob wheezed in a barely audible whisper, his nearly toothless smile widening just a little.
"The rules are simple! Whoever can eat the most swamp dogs in three minutes wins! We've counted exactly a hundred dogs per tray, so whoever has the least dogs left on their tray after time runs out will be the winner. And if anyone manages to actually eat all one hundred dogs, Glizzygob has a special reward in store just for them!" She shouted excitedly.
"Specialllll...." Glizzygob wheezed out, smiling and shaking slightly.
"Are you ready, contestants? Start eating on the count of three... One... Two Three!"
Madame Oskamyer turned over an hourglass and the contestants began gulping swamp dogs as fast as they could.
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Post by Das on Jun 19, 2024 1:50:29 GMT -5
“A Knight of Tegrid!”Das exclaims, his face lighting up. “Excellent! Very good to meet you, ser knight! I wish you the best of luck in this competition.” Were there not a small child between himself and Wolfe, Das would offer the other man a handshake. He supposes pleasantries can be exchanged later when the two of them are falling over from their full bellies, maybe even share a laugh about it all.
Das lets out another laugh, enjoying the energy of his new eating partners-slash-competitors. “No need to apologize,” he assures Lycia, gently patting her on the back before he leans down and winks (though it’s hard to tell since he has an eyepatch. The energy matches a wink though). “Well then, let’s not have your father find out about your participation then?”
When he sits up again, Wolfe declares his intent to win, and Das grins, his teeth a stark contrast against the deep red of his skin. “Well then, Wolfe, it seems you’ll be a tough one to beat. I’ll be sure to keep pace!”
Finally, the host starts announcing the start of the competition, and with the way that King Glizzygob speaks, Das finds himself somewhat off-put. This doesn’t erase his grin, but he is for the first time slightly worried about the contents of the dogs. Perhaps he will regret this later, but that is a problem for future Das! This is present Das, and present Das is hungry!
As soon as the competition gets started, Das picks up his first swampdog, toasts his two seatmates, and starts chomping.
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Post by Lycia Mystwud on Jun 19, 2024 20:59:15 GMT -5
She smiles, these two big armoured guys weren’t all that scary after all. They actually seemed quite nice! The ever present fear of being robbed out of nowhere was still present, but significantly belayed by the friendly atmosphere of the competition. Even King Glizzygob seemed to be in high spirits. Not only that, but she was sat next to a knight! So cool. “I'm...I'm Lycia, g-good luck!”
The bell is rung, Lycia picks up a swamp dog to return the toast, and takes a bite. It really was extra mossy! The mixture of swampjuice and cattail puree was as delicious as she remembered, and delightfully, she scarfed the rest of it down quickly. The last few bites of the first dog went down a bit slower than the rest, and after they were gone she took a sigh of relief. That was good! Now she was full, and quite satisfied, before a thought struck her. Looking back at the table, there were still like…99 swamp dogs lying there. She couldn’t eat all that?! Beads of sweat dripped down her face as she rapidly tried to figure out what to do. Her fingers gripped the dirty cloak in fear. Would she be arrested if she didn’t eat more?! There was a knight right there… Her train of thought was interrupted by the wet sensation of a nose against her hand. Under the table, hidden by several meaty legs, a literal swamp dog nuzzled at the remnants of food at her fingers. The table seemed distracted by the competition, she grabbed another glizzy from the plate and offered it. “Are you hungry too little guy?”
A quick flash of teeth and the entire sausage was gone. Pet: Dog
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Post by Blue Raspberry on Jun 23, 2024 16:42:30 GMT -5
"Good luck!" Blue said with a friendly smile and a thumbs up to both Das and Lycia.
The ooze could barely wait until the bell rang before digging in to the platter of swamp dogs in front of them. As soon as the sound of the bell rung out across the venue, Blue was practically inhaling swamp dogs one after the other. They didn't even pretend to chew as they gulped glizzies with reckless abandon, not wanting to fall behind Das or anyone else in the competition.
Eating was their thing, what they were best at, even compared to fighting. There was no way they could let themself be beaten here! They were gonna win, and add one more eating contest to their belt, metaphorically speaking. As ridiculous as the amount of food Blue could eat, nothing ever seemed to have the slightest impact on the ooze's waistline. If it had, they probably wouldn't fit inside Astrid's house anymore.
Blue ate so quickly that they didn't even notice as they started to take swamp dogs off of the plates next to theirs too. Soon, they were eating from half of Lycia's plate as much as they were eating from their own, but their pace was so fast that it looked like no one else noticed either. If anything, slowing the pace they ate from their own plate just made the judges less suspicious.
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Post by Das on Jun 28, 2024 19:10:11 GMT -5
“You as well!” he says, returning the thumbs up.
When the bell rings, Das nearly misses it with how distracted he is over his growling stomach and new competitive companions. Wolfe starts eating, which Das immediately takes as a cue to start on his giant pile of swamp dogs, too. Two make it into his mouth before he nearly chokes from lack of chewing. They’re strange in texture, significantly less meat-flavored than he would have preferred, but once he gets used to the flavor and texture, they start going down quickly.
Not as quickly as Wolfe manages to put them away though. The knight is nearly like some sort of whirlpool or sinkhole with how fast he eats them! Is he even chewing?! In an effort to keep up, Das starts shoving more swamp dogs into his mouth, doing what he can to swallow them in as few bites as possible. Just as Das chokes one down, he notices Wolfe has even started to take food from Lycia’s plate! Is the man so confident in his ability to win that he’ll even consume hers? Well, it doesn’t look like the girl has noticed or minds since she seems to be getting full very quickly…
When Lycia looks away, Das reaches over to take a few of her swamp dogs and add them to his plate, his competitive spirit starting to get the best of his quickly filling belly.
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Post by Lycia Mystwud on Jul 4, 2024 3:39:35 GMT -5
The dog whined, drooling slightly as the glizzy it had gobbled had not sated it’s hunger. Lycia was pretty sure human food was bad for animals… so it was a good thing this was goblin food! She put a finger to her lips and shushed him, before looking back up to her plate to grab another. The 99 problems in the form of swamp dogs had diminished significantly, and the bitch even ate one. Only a moment of confusion passed before a hand slid onto her plate and rapidly grabbed a glizzy, another from the other side doing the same. These guys were gobbling all her glizzies! To be fair, she was full after the one, and the food wasn’t going to waste, so there wasn’t a lot of room for complaint. Though the dog below was still hungry, so she’d have to grab a few before they were all gone. A handful of like 5 swamp dogs were grabbed and slyly slid under the table. the gnashing of swamp dog teeth on swamp dogs was enough to make her giggle, though the thought of someone catching her giving a stray food made her a bit nervous. The two beside her didn’t seem to notice, they were far too embroiled in the competitive spirit. She didn’t even think the one on the left was chewing at all. And the one on the right seemed to be filled with a fiery determination. Her stomach hurt even thinking about eating that much.
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Post by Blue Raspberry on Jul 16, 2024 13:45:47 GMT -5
The rest of the competitors along the table were doing their best, scarfing down the swamp dogs as fast as they could, but none of them could hope to devour dogs with the same speed as the ooze who ate them like they were inhaling them.
Several Goblin competitors reclined back in their seats, clearly full already after gobblin' not even half their platter. An Orcish competitor looked like he was having no trouble fitting all the dogs in his stomach, but his pace was just too slow. There was even a strange man who looked like some kind of large, burly goat in a pair of overalls. It was hard to tell his facial expressions, but he seemed to be having a good time despite his prospects of winning not looking good.
Blue was too focused on eating to notice the sounds of gnashing and whining coming from beneath the tablecloth as the swamp dog scarfed down all the swamp dogs Lycia could manage to steal off her own platter before it was completely empty. Blue didn't even notice that they and Das had finished off Lycia's platter before emptying their own.
"We have a winner!" Madame Oskamyer shouted out to the crowd, causing all of the competitors who were still eating to stop and look around for who won. They looked shocked as the Orcish woman grabbed Lycia by the arm and lifted her out of her seat and into the air for the crowd and everyone else to see.
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Post by Das on Jul 23, 2024 22:34:53 GMT -5
Das is so busy trying to keep up with Wolfe that he doesn’t notice additional swamp dogs disappearing beneath the table. The rest of the competitors and the overseers didn’t notice either because of how much he and Wolfe both dwarfed Lycia between them. They’re basically two giant curtains of metal blocking out sight of her.
Then, to his surprise, a bell rings, and Lycia is announced the winner. What’s left of a half-eaten swamp dog slides out of Das’s mouth when his jaw drops in surprise. He looks between Wolfe, Lycia, and Madame Oskamyer with confusion and then at his own plate. The man had been so focused on keeping up with Wolfe that he’d barely made a dent in his own stack! Sitting back in his chair, Das lets the moment hang over him, and then he can’t help letting out a hearty laugh despite the defeat.
“Hear! Hear! For Lycia!!” he shouts, pumping his arms into the air. Red armor rattles as he cheers, which helps the confused crowd of competitors get into the moment. Somehow that tiny girl beat them all, but if someone is recognizing her, it must be true. Clapping her on the back, Das grins at the girl. “Congratulations, little miss!”
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Post by Lycia Mystwud on Jul 24, 2024 2:50:47 GMT -5
An uproar from the crowd erupts, sending the dog running out from the table and behind the decorations that had been set up, dissapearing into the city. She picks her head up as Madame Oskamyer announces the winner, looking around in confusion only to be yoinked from her seat. “Wha- w-wait! You got the wr-“ She tries to get out before the orc woman drags her to the front of the stage. The girl is dangled victoriously before a society equally as confused as she was, before a shout for cheers rings out from behind her. A slap on the back confirmed it, It was… Mr. Das? Wasn’t he eatting off her plate? Come to think of it, Mr. Wolfe had been too, and the other, smaller Mr. Wolf. There was a secret that Lycia could not speak, for the crowd had already begun to come around and join Das’ cheers for her victory. The sweat dripped from her forehead as the madame placed her down. She had to tell the truth, this was escalating quickly, King Glizzygob was even placing a wreath of Glizzymoss around her neck. Madame Oskamyer leans down, slapping her hard on the back, and whispering words of encouragement. “Take it easy, you’re alright, it’s all for fun.”
With that, Lycia took a quick calming breath, gave a polite “Thank you” to the crowd, and turned back to her table, an awkward smile breaking through the nervousness. She bowed deeply to the two warriors whose rivalry had led to this, “Thank you both so much, this was fun! ”
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Post by Blue Raspberry on Jul 31, 2024 13:52:00 GMT -5
What just happened? Blue couldn't even comprehend right now how they had lost. They didn't think about who it was that had beat them or realize they had actually been the one to cause their own defeat. They just looked blankly forward, confused and shocked until Lycia turned back to them and thanked them.
"Uh, yeah, it was fun." Blue replied, pushing their seat back and standing up. They were still disappointed they lost. They really came into this competition supremely confident they would win. How could an ooze possibly lose an eating contest? But, they had lost. It was fine. They just needed to practice and eat even faster next time! And they still had fun.
"Congratulations!" Blue said with a smile, picking up their helmet off the table and putting it back on.
"And here's your prize!" Madame Oskamyer announced, giving Lycia another clap on the back as a pair of orcs carried something onto the stage, covered in a tarp. Once it was set down with a heavy thud, the tarp was removed with a dramatic flourish to reveal a massive trophy cup filled to the brim with-
more swamp dogs.
"A year's supply of swamp dogs!" Madame Oskamyer announced for the whole crowd, waving a hand at the cup. King Glizzygob looked on with a proud and slightly evil-looking smile. He looked at Lycia as he spoke. "Oh, don't worry, those'll keep for a year. They'll keep and keep..." He whispered ominously, a raspy chuckle escaping his mouth.
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