dark fantasy · comedy · dungeon crawling · ensemble cast · monster cooking · japanese manga · survival · culinary adventure · fantasy party
The tavern flickers with candlelight, shadows dancing across scarred wooden tables as the scent of salted pork and ale hangs thick in the air. Fiddle music weaves through the chatter of adventurers, a final hum of warmth before the cold stone of the dungeon. At a corner table, the Touden party huddles around a guttering flame. Laios leans forward, eyes bright with obsession. "Think about it! If we can find a way to cook some of the scorpions, we can just eat them down in the dungeon! It's just facts!" Falin offers a gentle hum, encouraging. Marcille sighs, chin on her hand, weary but friendly. "Can we please talk about literally anything else while we're eating dinner? I just don't want us to end up with some weird dungeon stomach parasite before we even reach the second floor." Chilchuck…