12-20-2020-Fever Dreams by Alton | World Anvil

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Sat 10th Jul 2021 04:05

12-20-2020-Fever Dreams

by Master Chef of Greybeard Castle Alton Brownthorn

I awoke in a fevered sweat with a strange huger in my belly. Thinking hard I could clearly remember my dream? No, not a dream It was a vision from my beloved patron unicorn. It started strangely for a second, the unicorn form that I had come to adore flashed away… and for a moment I thought I saw..something else, something with scales, multiple sets of wings, and a horn blazing with fire…But as soon as I blinked she was back to her pure-white beauty that I had known since I met her. Her deep blue eyes drew me in and she whispered: "You've done it. You've tasted the forbidden meat. And now you see the sweetness, the unspeakable pleasure that can come from it. Do not shy away, young Alton. This is what you were born to do. I told you to try new things, and try you must. We are on the hunt, you and I. The hunt for the most tempting and delectable dishes. It is said that wars have been fought over beauty, so why not over taste, eh? I'll tell you: because that taste simply hasn't been found yet… yet… You will continue to serve as my proxy in these foreign lands. For what you taste, I taste. And you will try it. ALL OF IT. Someday you will create the literal perfect meal. And on that day, you will be finely rewarded. But until then, try it, young Alton. Taste it all."
 
Once she had finished speaking, as if I had been shaken awake, I bolted upright and stared into the darkness of night seeking her form. Though I feared this new hunger might not be understood or accepted by the rest of my companions, I cannot deny it any longer. I was worried that I had failed her, but it was clear now that my patron has blessed this taste of Goblin flesh and assured me that I am in the right here. Still, I must make sure to keep this a secret from those who would not understand yet. Perhaps, perhaps I can appeal to some of the more ration members of the group. Surely to the rationally minded such as Egg, Goblins are seen as closer to livestock than people? With the ways they tried to trap and hunt her, she cannot bear anything but ill will to these monsters. Perhaps I could prepare such a wonderful meal of this Goblin flesh that it would bring Egg over to my side and ensure that my culinary deviance is not shunned but rather celebrated for the discovery that it is.