Note: The Feast Card may be drawn whenever the number of Viands is greater than or equal to 3.
Description[]
You signal. Servants carry in the next course. What have you prepared to impress the Divine?
Spend Viands to gain the Divine's Favor.
Available actions[]
1.
Black pudding and a medley of sausages Twelve different kinds, popping and sizzling in a skillet as wide as a man is tall.
Requires: 3 Viands
Result: Succulent and bursting... ...from the pride of the Pig-Farmer's brood.
+1 The Divine's Favor, -3 Viands
2.
Pasties of venison with curls of goat's cheese The fruits of your forests and herds
Requires: 3 Viands
Result: A local specialty The pastry is light. The meat is heavy and rich. The cheese has a kick like the goat it came from. You hadn't expected them to be to the Divine's taste, but she devours one and calls for another.
+1 The Divine's Favor, -3 Viands
3.
Galantines of veal in the shape of Chantry sunbursts A mountain of them, so heavy it makes the table groan.
Requires: 3 Viands
Result: The pile teeters... ...on a bed of steamed beans, with cubes of pickled ox-tongue. The guests call for more. Piece by piece, the mountain shrinks to a hill, then a mole-hill, then a waste.
+1 The Divine's Favor, -3 Viands
4.
A dozen carcasses skewered on a spit Turned by ten chevaliers, sweating in armor polished as bright as the moon.
Requires: 6 Viands
Result: The roasts turn Their skin crackles as fat drips onto the flames. Cooks come forward with pearl-handed knives to carve steaks from the haunches.
+2 The Divine's Favor, -6 Viands
5.
A fountain of black Celestine wine You traded a fortune in meat and furs for the wine, and another in good gold for skilled hands to make the fountain.
Requires: 6 Viands
Result: A cheer from the multitude Guests rush forward to fill their cups from the splashing sheet of wine. When the Divine expresses her fondness for Celestine black, you feign happy surprise. The information was worth every coin you paid for it.
+2 The Divine's Favor, -6 Viands
6.
Gilded swans in a gravy of river-herring The birds are a brilliant gold. the gravy is white as apple blossom.
Requires: 9 Viands
Result: Gasps from the feasters The gilt is yoke, flour, an eastern spice and a costly handful of real gold leaf for an authentic lustre.
+3 The Divine's Favor, -9 Viands
7.
A great glazed pie that stirs and rustles You stand, and your cook hands you a sword...
Requires: 9 Viands
Result: A hundred fluttering wings As your blade parts the crust a torrent of doves bursts forth - ten, twenty, fifty! White wings fill the air, and the gold rings set around their legs wink where they pass. You tell the Divine that the birds are a symbol of your hope for her peace talks, and the guests erupt in cheers. Servants open the windows of the hall so that the doves can find their way free. Fresh Serault air blows away some of the heat of the hall. The more canny children chase the birds while they can, plucking the rings from their feet.
+3 The Divine's Favor, -9 Viands
