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Erm...:::coughs::: Yes, yes, your elven house has quite a reputation among my circle, Samel'Thalain.
I, Folun Crox, a proud pathfinder and patron of the feast, Have a few more close friends that provide, erm, mutual benefit to each other. Beasts, men, pleasure, it's quite fair to say that you can...erm...experience it here. As you see, my menagerie welcomes all who wish to partake in the pleasures of this world. It requires quite a staff to keep it running! The feasts, oh my...preparing such delectable foods, the gladiatorial tent, the sexatorium, so much effort to keep in order. Fortunately, the Battle Chefs make exquisite traveling companions.
Battle Chef Olizar, head chef of my kitchen tents, provides the majority of the meals for myself, my guests, wayward orgie parties, or any other soul that wanders to my caravan. Don't hold the fact that he's Garundi against him! Ha! The food...the food that Olizar makes for daily supper, it warms the palate like great maw maw's evening delight. She's been gone for quite too long, too long. Mmm...I really must look into, er, uh, returning...her her to work the kitchens again. When not preparing dishes in my cookery, he scours the world for the best ingredients, to make his cuisine reign supreme. Olizar's skill with his signature pocket pepper, along with his pechant for fighting with kitchen instruments, assures me that that my supply of Andoran tarts will always be safe.
Grand Saucier Sulivin Haffnir makes me my tonics. Keeping this wrinkled hide in top condition is work...work I'm eager to have others do. He has a way with healing potions I've rarely seen. Don't let his northern Andoran upbringing bother you too much. The damn boy won't let up with spicy sauces, though! Why, the other day, this young man sauntered in with his Demon's Flare hot concoction and Fire Rolls. Damn things nearly burnt my tongue off. Hadn't experienced that before from a roll...
The most recent addition to the caravan is a young upstart from Alkenstar. Aaron Rockovitch he calls himself. Despite him being 1/8 orc, he manages to hold an intelligent conversation from time to time. He was able to suppress his bestial nature long enough to ferret out a few of the Folun Crox Casino's dirty dealers. Damn place, despite being quickly accessible through the Hao Jin Tapestry, protected by a castle, walls, moat, and bailey, the Casino, Resort and Spa at the hotsprings outside the worldwound barely break even...but back to this upstart. He's taken up a bit of learning magic from me, so there may be a way to civilize this greenskin yet.