#unknown ro

[exilethegame]

If it's not too nsfw... How are the ROs cooking skills?

😳 calm down there, anon... spice beneath the--

Vethna: Is actually not horrible at it despite being a noble. They had a chef their entire life but they liked to watch as they cooked and sometimes help them, so they’ve remembered quite a bit of the recipes from their childhood.

Nikke: Can cook, but only if it’s literally roasting something over a fire. Will use the best spices and it will be the best damn bite of food you’ll ever eat...however, if you ask him to cook in a kitchen or follow an actual recipe he’ll say “he doesn’t need a recipe” and proceed to break all known laws of physics and chemistry. 

Amilia: Can’t really cook, but she can bake and is good at making preserves, juices, etc. She collects fruits a lot because of it and always has the best bread. If she has to cook it’ll probably taste fine if she’s given a recipe and it’s simple...but anything too complex and it’ll just be burnt and sad.

Syfyn: Cannot cook at all. Will set something on fire, burn herself, and then burn down the entire house. Just...don’t let her cook. 

Sabir: Can cook! Is actually probably the best chef out of all of them and remembers a lot of recipes from his childhood and can also just kinda...bullshit his way through making something new and it will taste delicious. 

???: What’s food.

[path-of-fire]

Currently working out the dialogue that I want to have in the snippet game, and I think this fits really well with the second one I’m going for (not the RO Death one). I’ve already decided on one of the three ROs for it, which I hope you don’t mind, but you’re more than welcome to tell me who else you would want to see.

Again these little games are not canon to the story at all. They are just a fun thing for you all to play. Like my snippets but actual games that you can manipulate. They won’t be too long but long enough that I think you all will enjoy. I hope that my plan works for everyone.

Here is the dialogue snippet:

“Do you know what’s worse,” she asks, agony laced within her tone. “After all of that. After everything that you’ve done to me. I’m still not over you.” Chuckling lowly she turns her gaze back towards you. Her eyes darkened because of her emotions. “I still love you with everything that I am, and I hate myself because I do. I hate the fact that you still make my heart skip a beat. I hate the fact that I miss your voice as the first thing I hear in the morning and the last I hear at night. I hate the fact that I can’t seem to get any air without you being next to me. I hate that you still own my heart and soul even after you destroyed them.”