Gourd Tidings! [Seasonal Event]

ALISTAIR "Perfect." Alistair replied merrily as he was accepted into the camp. He would make his way over to Melita , she being the only one he didn't know, offering a hand for her to take. "Alistair Valentus, a pleasure Miss..." He would intentionally leave the latter blank for her to fill in. If Melita chose to introduce herself he would playfully wink at her before turning to Rexanna "You will be hard pressed to find a better chef in these parts. Rexanna here is known to make tongues sing. Isn't that right?" He'd ask her with a grin, standing near the fire as he observed her roasting method. Lord knows she made his tongue, and every part of his body sing like an opera. He'd reach over and cut a piece and toss it to Melita, another to Rexanna, and a piece for himself to test the tenderness of the creatures. Chewing the delicate meat of the pumpkin, he thought deeply as the flavor rolled in his mouth. "Surprisingly delicious..." He commented with a smirk. Who else could have predicted how vampiric pumpkins would taste?