[color=aba000]Anton Bonheur - Chef[/color]

Anton wearily wiped at his eyes as he walked into kitchen in the servants quarters. He had been awake when the unfortunate travelers were forced to come knocking on the manor's large doors. The raging storm had woken Anton hours before, and unable to fall back asleep, he had been watching the winds whip the surrounding trees when one by one people started straggling towards the manor. Alarmed, Anton had hurried to wake Kest to notify him of the poor lost souls. The night had turned into a wet mess, and the foyer would need a good scrubbing.

As Anton walked into the kitchen, he was greeted by the smell of breakfast. He smiled to himself. Grabbing a piece of toast and some bacon, he headed towards the main hall and then the dining room. [color=aba000]"You're up to it again, Kest? Trying to steal my job,"[/color] Anton said as he entered the dining room. He smiled to the butler and clapped him on the back. [color=aba000]"Do you know when the storm will lighten up enough for travel to town? We'll be needing to get a grocery delivery after the crowd that showed up last night. How many would you say there were? I think I'm going to make scones for them, before the peaches go bad."[/color] Anton was careful not to drop any crumbs from his breakfast, and once he had finished, he began to help Kest tidy up the room.