[right][h2][color=#7ece73]Vicis' Catharsis[/color][/h2][@Stanifly][/right]

[color=808080]From behind the bar, the entity—a soft flicker of golden light, no taller than a child—answers in a surprisingly cheery voice. [i]"Why, thank you!"[/i] They bob in place. [i]"An acquired palate! Oh, wonderful. We have options. So many options."[/i] They lean over the counter, light pooling warm on the stone. [i]"Depends on how hungry you are!"[/i]

A smaller flame splits off and pops up. [i]"Let's see, let's see. Faerie hearts on a bitter herb salad with a sharp vinegar dressing!"[/i] Another little flame joins it. [i]"Cherub cheeks! Rich and fatty, seared rare so the fat just melts. Served in peppercorn cream sauce."[/i]

The entity's flames swirl brighter. [i]"Crystallized déjà vu if you want something sweet. Tastes like something you've had before. Some guests order it twice without realizing!"[/i]

A spark snaps against the stone. [i]"And oh! If you're the cannibalistic type? Soft-boiled wyrm egg. You crack the crown, drink the broth first. Thick and savory, faint sulfur bite. Inside there's a little wyrm, soft enough to eat whole, bones and all."[/i]

Their light softens, and warmth spreads across the bar. [i]"Any of those pique your interest?"[/i][/color]