Rytien had heard about the voice before. Everyone talked about it like it was a big deal while she only scoffed. But, it caught her by surprise. It was pretty strange. She paused for only a moment, caught a bit off guard like when she realized she was talking to someone with something stuck in thei tongue. She quickly continued the conversation, though, and The Phantom didn't seem to care about the pause, cutting another chunk off his steak.
"Well, yes I had heard of your great fame, but I hope you understand that you never can know much for sure from rumors." Rytien twisted her lips in a smirk, then looked down to her plate, studying the large dragon steak. "I have never tried dragon steak before, but I have never found many foods I do not like." Cutting off a piece and popping it into her mouth she was delighted to find that she could add it to her list of meats to gorge herself with. "It really is delicious!" she said, grinning.
"Yes, this party looks grand, but, of course, it is fairly slow at this point. Few have arrived and especially not those accustomed to making a lot of noise. But, the food is excellent, and they have really out done themselves with the decorations. I impatiently await the Downie Awards. I have only the faintest idea as to what kind of awards they hand out. What about you? Is this party grand enough to please the ridiculously rich, eccentric, good looking, and most famous resident of Middle Earth?" She continued gobbling down the scrumptious dragon steak, grabbing the A-1 sauce from nearby.
[ May 01, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ]
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