[F1] The Butcher [Open..Kinda]

[Lumiel 0]

 

Beginner Cook:16/20 Exp
2 Crafts a Day: Snacks Only
Materials: 14

The outside looks like nothing special with just a picture of a guy with two meat cleavers intersecting one another. Once inside however
there is a small foyer with a podium and a man standing at it, clearly not the one recognized by the picture. His name is Charles. Charles will ask if
if you are eating in or out tonight. If you are eating in, he will ask:
-How many people in your party?
He will then escort you, or your party to a table with enough chairs and hand you a menu. 

If you are eating out, he will hand you a menu and ask to you to step aside. When you have decided your order, he will say:
-If that is all, please be patient while Mr. Rega prepares your food.

Charles will disappear into the back handing the Chef the detailed orders and begin working in them as soon as he can.

Menu Coming Soon
Vitamin C Pill [+1 LD]- 1 Thread

Order Form:

Name of Food:
Item Type: Snack
Quality:
Enhancements:
Description:

Edited March 14, 2016 by Lumiel

[Opal 0]

Opal had been invited to a closed Restaurant after making a deal with the player who ran the establishment, but she had figured to meet the man himself. Instead she was confronted by a well dressed man by the name of Charles. "Hey there, I'm sorry I didn't arrive earlier. Your boss has asked me to drop off these materials in exchange for his services. Tell him, I'll come by and pick them up when he is finished with the items requested. Thanks." 

Raven hair flicked with her the back of her wrist as she motioned for her menu with a sweep of her hand and bringing up her inventory. Selecting a large quantity of materials, a thick stack of them fell on a standby desk at the front where Charles examined the goods. Opal nodded and took her leave. 

-30 Materials 

[Lumiel 0]

"What's the news, Charles?"

"Ahh, yes. Mr. Rega. A woman had come by to drop off your materials you had requested. She said to contact her when you had finished her order."

"Alright. Anything else? Any other customers?" The man named Charles looked about and shook his head, "Pardon my rudeness, Sir. But...you are closed at the moment."

"Well...I...knew that. I still need to work on the menu, I guess people can order whatever the [censored] they want. Go ahead and turn that sign over, Charles. We should start making a name for ourselves."

"Very good, Sir."

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Craft 1:
ID: 41092
CD: 10 [Uncommon!] +3 Exp

Craft 2:
ID: 41093
CD: 3 [Bad] +1 Exp

+4 Exp, -2 Mats

Edited December 4, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

"What's cookin' Charles?" The man was confused by the question, "Well, since you are standing around and doing nothing...I would assume...nothing?" Lumiel raised a brow and shook his head; poor choice of words to use at a desolate restaurant. In other words, he should probably made something, he now had two orders to fulfill for players but like he actually gave a [censored] about anything like that. Stepping from the front where Charles was being 'productive,' Lumiel went back to the kitchen and away from prying eyes to see if he could create anything of use.

ID: 41160
CD: 9 [Good] +2 Exp
Item: Steak, Egg and Cheese Bagel

ID: 41161
CD: 10 [Uncommon!] +3 Exp

-2 Mats, +5 Exp

Edited December 5, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41223
CD: 4 [Bad] +1 Exp

ID:  41224
CD: 2 [Bad] +1 Exp

"Well...that's just [censored] beautiful."

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41363
CD: 8 [Good] +2 Exp

ID: 41364
CD: 6 [Bad] +1 Exp

Lumiel took one look at his two dishes and just laughed shaking his head.

Edited December 7, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 51318
CD:2

ID: 51319
CD: 7
LD: 18 [Salvaged]

-1 Mat, +2 Exp

After getting back in the kitchen, the Goliath bruiser found had ended up breaking several dishes, catered by a horrific amount of cuss words and a the restaurant billowing with smoke. His first time to attempt to make a succulant dish came out to be a disaster show. He wasn't sure what he made, but it was so aweful it burned his nostrils like pure gasoline. The second dish wasn't so bad, he was able to save what he could from it and toss the rest aside. He coughed and wheezed as he smacked the billowing black smoke from his face with a with a white towel to get some fresh air back in his lungs, "[censored] A, Man..."

Edited March 14, 2016 by Lumiel