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| The Storyteller | Apr 6 2010, 04:11 AM Post #1 |
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Diet Avalons love to drink, and when they do, it's usually stout dark beer. They are also fond of mead or whiskey (from their neighbour to the west), although they seldom drink wine. The chief vegetable on an Avalon's plate is almost always cabbage. They also eat a great deal of other vegetables, including carrots and beets. Avalons eat meat when they can get it, although most of the best meat (notably venison) is illegal to hunt. However, rabbit makes a fine substitute. Fishing is Avalon's chief source of food, and her people have invented many ways to prepare all the fishes caught off her coasts. This diet, combined with a healthy workout of farming everyday makes Avalons a sturdy and healthy folk. At least it makes the lower classes healthy and sturdy. The nobility, however, is an altogether different story. The nobility is known to partake of many delicacies, and its well-known that Queen Elaine adores the fine oysters she has shipped from Vodacce. No matter how expensive their meal may be, it is always followed up by a stout beer or ale. Customs Avalons are known for their hospitality, but they are even better known for their superstitions. Far from the Castillian universities, it's easy for Avalons to scoff at 'scientific evidence' when they can hear the wail of the Banesidhe over the hills. Avalons cling tightly to their superstitions, knowing that a single slip could cost them dearly. Whenever salt is spilled, it's thrown over the shoulder. Whenever a baby is in a home, a pair of iron scissors is hung over the crib. Windows are always shut tightly after sunset. Everyone covers their mouth when they yawn. Every left shoe has a copper penny in the heel. All of these beliefs come from Avalon's very tangible relationship with the Goodly Folke, the Sidhe. An ancient and powerful race, the Sidhe are like a thunderstorm: beautiful, terrible, wrathful, and blameless. With that kind of power wandering about Avalon demanding respect, it is easy to see why the Avalons are so polite to strangers; you just never know when you'll run into a Sidhe Lord in disguise, ready to turn anyone who treats him with disrespect into a tree. |
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