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The Hall leading to the feast was dancing with smells that captivated all that smelled them. The room filled with bodies, all chattering among each other before the doors opened to the dining hall. Many topics were thrown about, some spoke of their studies, others of books that they had read recently, and others still some spoke of themselves. Many Second and Third years had gathered among the first years, old friends and new acquaintances alike cluttered in groups as they spoke. The chatter filled the room with a sensation of merriment, all laughing and sharing stories as they waited only falling silent when the doors opened and the smells came through full force.

The light of the Dining Hall was intense for a brief moment, revealing a massive hall filled wall to wall with tables of foods and drinks broken only by a small plump man dancing in the center of the room as he let out a hearty laugh. As he waved his arms and sang to himself, a massive cake appeared from a small glittering light that circled the place it had now occupied. The tables were crowded with all sorts of dishes that spanned countless cultural favorites. Stuffed pasties, excellently seasoned steaks, large drumsticks of mutton, pastas, cheese fondue, raspberry danishes, carrot and potato stew over rice, cold cut sandwiches and many many more. The man in the center of the room wore a white apron over his robes that was covered in fresh stains, making it clear that he was indeed the Master Chef that the announcement had spoke of. [color=f7976a]"Come! Come students! The feast is ready! Eat your fill!"[/color] 

As he spoke the students began to pore in, making their way with their friends to their favorite dishes and filling their plates. Some sat on the floors, some leaned against the walls, others made their way to tables with slight openings between beverages to eat their fill. The chef was not the only one to provide food either it seems, many sweets had small labels in front of them signed "Courtesy of Master Liyva" and a few outlandish delicacies with strange tentacles between bread in what seemed to be soup with a sign saying "Dark Elf Cuizine, Master Taihlier." One dish accredited to Master Taihlier was in the desert section, a purple misty bowl that read "Apple Crumbed Candied Fog" that struck many as somehow likely poisonous. However there was one area that was certainly out of place, a small section decorated with strange dishes in this area of the world. Small soft yet moist balls filled with meats and vegetables labeled "Dumplings" and another dish made up of rice pressed into small shapes next to another odd delicacy of raw fish wrapping rice in seaweed with various kinds of vegetables in the mix. A tall unfamiliar looking woman was pressing the rice into shapes elegantly and merrily.  

The woman spoke happily with students that eagerly approached her, but her accent was very unusual. So unusual in fact that no student to meet this woman knew where this accent hailed from. Her skin was pale with a very faint blue glow, complimented by long silver hair and gentle sapphire eyes. A distinct mark was blatant on her forehead, and it drew attention for being rather strange. The last striking trait of this woman was her ears, short yet undoubtedly pointed giving away that she was in fact elven though not any elf that would be recognizable by anyone of these lands.

Across from the woman's station, there was a table entirely dedicated to seafood which naturally was taken control of by a cluster of otters that were making a habit of tapping their mollusk meals against the table instead of using the tools supplied. Others ate raw fish, but ignored the lemon put to the side for accentuated flavor. This upset the Chef as he made his way to the table and voiced his concern that they were not properly eating the dish. The otters just looked at him for a moment and carried on with their snacking. The Chef let out a sigh and fetched himself a goblet of ale from the beverage table.