<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2f/f8/b6/2ff8b6327f323407ec8153f38d2671a5.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Pharon Draelig (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147073#msg16147073)<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong> Darkness<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dragon Slayer Armor w/ Hooded Cloak<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 2 April 2050, 8PM.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Oriental District &gt; Catty-Wampus Bar &amp; Grill<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Just earlier today, Pharon had met an amazing man called Oslow Goodborne. He was kind, generous, funny...and he made <em>AMAZING</em> food. After saving his life and being repaid with some of the best food he'd had since landing on "Earth" the day before. And to make things even better, Pharon had gotten so excited that he practically begged Oslow to let him cook for the older man in return. After trying his cuisine, Oslow was astounded that someone so freakishly strong was also such a damn good chef. He ended up hiring the Slayer on the spot, and Pharon had been there for the rest of the day, cooking up a storm as the truck drove around the city. After the city tour was over and the streets began getting more dangerous, Oslow drove them back to the Catty-Wampus restaurant and parked the truck in it's designated spot.<br/><br/>After that, he was given a tour of the restaurant and asked if he could finish out his shift for the day so their regulars could get used to the new tourist attraction that was an impossibly tall, superhumanly strong man that could put away more food in an afternoon than a Bull, and could give Wolfgang Puck a run for his money. He had happily acquiesced and was now stood behind the grill, so tall that people coming up to the window needed him to bend down just so they could see his face. Despite the heat, despite the fast pace, despite the chaos of a restaurant...Pharon <em>loved</em> every single second. It reminded him of home when he and others would be cooking to feed the entire village and the entire time they were in front of the fire it was this, loving madness that could only be found in a kitchen.<br/><br/> The challenge of making good food and getting people to like it was an amazing one, and something he always enjoyed putting himself up to. And now he could do that, while being paid enough to help Brook? He considered that a double win. Oslow was simply astounded, and stood off to the corner watching his newest addition to the kitchen cooking up a storm, and how his total package was putting butts in seats at a higher rate than they'd seen anywhere outside of the tourist season. He definitely had found a diamond in the rough, and was so, so happy he did. "Order up!" Pharon's deep voice boomed out from the kitchen, and the rumble reverberated within everyone in the restaurant, causing the entire place to get quiet for a few moments, and then erupt with laughter at the power of his voice and the surprise it had for all of them.<br/></span>