Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/The Great Dinner to Stormwalkers
The troops were marching close to Dolmbar. Behind them the majestic walls of Citadel in Sir Temple. The last time that went by Sir Temple they were going to Juazeiro after facing a horde of monsters and undeads. Sixty men left Sirion and now only seventeen were going back to home. They didn't have more any banner to carry the flag of Stromwalkers, but one of the soldiers was with a flag, scorched and torn, but it was still possible to see the heraldry of the Stromwalkers and of the Family Serpentis. Four scouts had a lot of work to find the best roads during that travel through Caqueta and Pedrera, mainly because the two healers needed time to take care of the wounded. Erik and the captain were talking and the scribe followed them closely.
Erik Eyolf: "Write down that order: Prepare the estates in Dolmbar for my arrival. Order the hunters to abate two wild boars. I want the best food when I arrive. I am tired of to eat bread with olive oil and to drink the cheap wine that we got in Csopa."
Scribe: "The dinner will be for how many people, M'Lord?"
Erik Eyolf: "For twenty-five or thirty..."
Erik looked back and he saw the seventeen soldiers. They were certainly the best ones, they had struggled many battles. All had scars to prove. They had an excellent training and nerves of steel. They were Stormwalkers. After such a long campaign for the interior of Sirion and later in allied territories the equipment of the troop was depressing. They needed new armors, swords and shields.
Erik Eyolf: "Stormwalkers!!! Soon we will arrive in Sirion to recruit and repair our equipment. But before we will stop at my mansion in Dolmbar for a great dinner. I will speak for the people and order the employees to distribute more cereals. And we will have a banquet worthy of a king!!! What do you want?"
Soldier 1: "I would like to drink beer, M'Lord!"
Erik Eyolf: "Beer and wine!"
Soldier 2: "I never ate a pheasant!"
Erik Eyolf: "You will eat, soldier!"
Soldier 3: "Fuits! Grapes, strawberries... a great orange!"
Erik Eyolf: "We will savor the best fruits of the Dolmbar orchards!"
Soldier 4: "Those small breads with onion and a good cheese!"
Soldier 5: "I want a great fish of the Sirion River!"
The soldiers could feel the smell of the food and the mouth salivate of expectation. The scribe went writing everything, considering the expenses of that dinner. He was concerned, same knowing that his Lord was a rich man. Dolmbar was a rich region and the youth Lord liked the comfort that he had at his mansion. The pleasures of the nobility.
Soldier 1: "M'lord... if we will have everything that we ask... would an exaggeration ask for music and women?"
Erik laughed, obviously confirming that elementary request. The soldiers laughed and they began to march faster. Now they wanted to arrive in Dolmbar the fastest possible. The Lord gave a last order for the scribe:
Erik Eyolf: "Invite Nesrah, the Elder. He knows great histories. Now go to Dolmbar and keep all the letters with you. I only want to be inconvenienced with those subjects before the dinner. Then the wine will take all the upset away. When you arrives in my mansion, prepares my box with herbs and my pipe. After this dinner I want to sleep in the arms of Elune. Go!!!"
