@dragonskxn it seems a group of geriatrics have joined the soupfest...
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"Try not to drool in the sssoup, you abssssolute caveman. Rabies is the lasst thing anyone would want in their food." The serpent scolded the fox, pulling at one of Willy's elongated ears and causing him to whine.
Willy, in return, of course snapped and tried to nip at Cornelius' hand, lucky for him- the rabid fox missed the target and dropped his item he intended to add to the soup. He called it Pudge. Short for Pumpkin Smudge.
"My ingredient!" The man exclaimed as he scrambled to recollect the vegetable. Willy had brought a large pumpkin he held in his arms. It seemed a little old, not fresh out of a pumpkin patch but still edible; he had sloppily carved what seemed to be a pig's face on it (probably an attempt at picturing the dragoness' pet hog). The sudden movement and the weight of the food item caused him to lose his footing and drop the pumpkin, which rolled away from him.
"Now look what you've done! You BASTARD!" The fox yelled from afar... Versy chuckled at the poor man's misfortune and continued slithering along without him.
He carried a storage basket in one of his arms. Inside it was two freshly baked loafs of brioche bread, gingerbread, a piece of roasted swan (safe to assume he ate the rest), plum puddings, a comically large truffle that had been washed so clean, neatly cut into slices and picked from any parasites that may have been in it that one wouldn't believe this thing was buried deep into the dirt just a day or two ago, and sea grapes. Not all of these were i gredients for the soup, obviously, only the truffle was meant to be ingredient for the 'main event' at the dragon's cottage, the rest? Well! They were only to be considered little snacks to nibble on for everyone. And of course he would be eager to hear other's opinions on his food, which he always simply loved to discuss.
He slithered alongside a distinguishable gentleman wearing a dapper vertical-lined tuxedo and a red rose on his chest that stood out the most in all of his black and white fashion. Maxwell!
He said nothing as the serpent lightly bullied the fox man earlier, only appearing slighting annoyed but ultimately unamused. Versy's size and appearence made him a tad uneasy, but nothing he wasn't used to already in The Constant, what with all the giant monsters he created and the beasts that came with each season. He had a personal vendetta against the Bearger for destroying his beehives.
In his arms he carried none other than Chester! The little living container panted just a like a dog, content. Inside, he carried not just his own eyebone, but also several bundlewraps that stored the ingredients he brought for Annalise: several berries, four drumsticks, a pair of frog's legs, two tallbird eggs, a leafy meat, two eggplants, a mandrake, as well as some uh... more questionable items, like snake skin, a batilisk wing, a deerclop's eyeball and several pieces of monster meat (hopeful their 'harmful flavor' would no doubt be neutralized by Anna upon being mixed with so many other of her ingredients in her cooking like it would sometimes happen when he made meatballs with it... or maybe, best care scenario, it wouldn't harm her at all, like it happens with the spider child, since she was not all human in nature like him).
The mandrake was his ingredient for the soup. Much like Willy's pumpkin, it didn't seem all that fresh either; it had some scratches that gave the item some darkened spots here and there- the most noticeable dark spot was the massive stab wound at the center, but it wasn't outright rotten. At best it may have been a little stale but not bad. He felt a little embrassed giving her an item in such a condition, but hey- mandrakes were no easy task in finding and killing!
There rest... were all a gift. He knew Anna loved cooking and was terrific at it, how could he not? Especially given the conditions of his ingredient. Of course he'd bring gifts for the lady herself. One such gift that was quite ah.. eye-catching, was small but very round blue egg, with lime green, chunky spots all over it, simply wrapped in a black shadowy bow (mostly to emphasize that it was meant as a gift and not as the ingredient given the circumstances).
Annalise's a farmer... and, from what little he knew so far, a bird-like dragon, so she must know a thing or two about hatching eggs..
