[Cross is staring at the cornucopia of food, mouth drooling as he begins shoveling helpings of everything on to his place. Sure it was a victory feast of some form but they still had a while to go before they won. But food is stopping that from really coming to mind.
Currently he's stuffing his face, also he's drinking mead...yeah this might turn out hilarious.]
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Currently he's stuffing his face, also he's drinking mead...yeah this might turn out hilarious.]