The hungry man approached the tribe's gamemaster, who organizes the game
hunted by the young men and the produce collected by the young women for barter,
hopeful that today would bring something new. He wasn't really expecting it, of course,
since the available food hadn't changed much in over ten years, but he still craved
the slightest new taste. Seeing the gamemaster's big grin, his heart skipped a beat
and he ran the last few paces.
"Good afternoon, what succulent delicacy may I tempt your tongue with today?" asked
the gamekeeper. It was his standard greeting, but without the healty dose of sarcasm
he normally delivered it with. It was no secret that the tribe's diet had been
either critters & roots or roots & critters for as long as anyone could remember.
Gamekeeper was a smelly job, given the usual quality of the critters, but someone
had to do it.
"Could it be that you have something new today?" asked the man eagerly? "Something
special to tempt the palate?"
"Oh yes, there is something quite new, but perhaps you should consider the normal fare."
"Great," mumbled the man under his breath, "always the jokester." "OK" he said,
"what do you have?"
"Well, we have chicken of course. You can't go wrong with chicken."
"Umm, no thanks, I had chicken and yams yesterday."
"How about squirrel? Today's catch looks to be young and tender," asked the gamekeeper.
"Remind me, what does that taste like?"
"A bit like chicken, I'm afraid."
"Yum," said the man glumly, "don't suppose you have anything that doesn't taste like
chicken?"
"How about lizard on a stick?" offered the gamekeeper.
"Umm, perhaps you forgot that lizard resembles chicken too," said the man sarcastically.
"Oh, sorry, you're right. I suppose we could talk about the new item."
"It's about time," said the man eagerly, "let's hear about it!"
"You need to be able to put up with a bit of smell for this one" said the gamekeeper,
and he walked around a tree. And then came around the other side holding a medium
size carcass, black with a stripe down its back. Preceeded by the worst smell the
man could imagine.
"What is that?" yelled the man, backing up as fast as he could.
"The barbarians called it a skunk," said the gamekeeper, "and asked us for several
shiny stones in exchange! It must taste wonderful for them to charge that much!"
Retching, the man ran away in horror. That fool, he thought, giving shiny stones
for that putrid thing? What is this tribe coming to? I can see we're never going
to get better grub, or more to the point be able to stop eating the occasional fat
and juicy one, if we don't come up with a better way of getting food. And in that
moment, he vowed to find a way, whatever it took.
Introducing the
Surf & Turf Society
This society, or guild, is dedicated to the acquisition of decent food for our
tribe. It consists of a Master Chef, three Chefs d'Cuisine for Meat, Seafood,
and Vegetables/Fruit/Grains, and a Chef and any number of apprentices for
each food resource. (taking some liberty with terms here of course) The founder
of the society holds the title of Chairman and does not need to meet the requirements
of a Chef to lead the society, though of course as a man of good taste he will
endeavor to not only become a Chef but to be the Master Chef.
All members of the society start as apprentices of one of the culinary ingredients.
The test for Chef is to publish a realistic-sounding recipe for cooking the chosen
ingredient, in the time frame that we are playing -- at present that's the late
stone / early bronze age. The Chef d'Cuisine for a category must present at least
three recipes using different items from their category. The Master Chef must
qualify as Chef d'Cuisine for each area. Though meeting the higher level requirements
qualifies the individual to hold many Chef positions, only the first Chef title is
actually held.
Any individual at a level of Chef or higher may be replaced by a new title holder
by vote of the society, based on the perceived quality of the individual recipes.
Individuals may post new recipes at any time. All recipes are expected to have
at least one original element.
The society will lobby the Prime Faction, and support candidate factions for rebellion,
to prioritize acquisition and development of food resources.
These are just the initial parameters of the society, it is certainly open for
comment and improvement from any who wish to join.
hunted by the young men and the produce collected by the young women for barter,
hopeful that today would bring something new. He wasn't really expecting it, of course,
since the available food hadn't changed much in over ten years, but he still craved
the slightest new taste. Seeing the gamemaster's big grin, his heart skipped a beat
and he ran the last few paces.
"Good afternoon, what succulent delicacy may I tempt your tongue with today?" asked
the gamekeeper. It was his standard greeting, but without the healty dose of sarcasm
he normally delivered it with. It was no secret that the tribe's diet had been
either critters & roots or roots & critters for as long as anyone could remember.
Gamekeeper was a smelly job, given the usual quality of the critters, but someone
had to do it.
"Could it be that you have something new today?" asked the man eagerly? "Something
special to tempt the palate?"
"Oh yes, there is something quite new, but perhaps you should consider the normal fare."
"Great," mumbled the man under his breath, "always the jokester." "OK" he said,
"what do you have?"
"Well, we have chicken of course. You can't go wrong with chicken."
"Umm, no thanks, I had chicken and yams yesterday."
"How about squirrel? Today's catch looks to be young and tender," asked the gamekeeper.
"Remind me, what does that taste like?"
"A bit like chicken, I'm afraid."
"Yum," said the man glumly, "don't suppose you have anything that doesn't taste like
chicken?"
"How about lizard on a stick?" offered the gamekeeper.
"Umm, perhaps you forgot that lizard resembles chicken too," said the man sarcastically.
"Oh, sorry, you're right. I suppose we could talk about the new item."
"It's about time," said the man eagerly, "let's hear about it!"
"You need to be able to put up with a bit of smell for this one" said the gamekeeper,
and he walked around a tree. And then came around the other side holding a medium
size carcass, black with a stripe down its back. Preceeded by the worst smell the
man could imagine.
"What is that?" yelled the man, backing up as fast as he could.
"The barbarians called it a skunk," said the gamekeeper, "and asked us for several
shiny stones in exchange! It must taste wonderful for them to charge that much!"
Retching, the man ran away in horror. That fool, he thought, giving shiny stones
for that putrid thing? What is this tribe coming to? I can see we're never going
to get better grub, or more to the point be able to stop eating the occasional fat
and juicy one, if we don't come up with a better way of getting food. And in that
moment, he vowed to find a way, whatever it took.
Introducing the
Surf & Turf Society
This society, or guild, is dedicated to the acquisition of decent food for our
tribe. It consists of a Master Chef, three Chefs d'Cuisine for Meat, Seafood,
and Vegetables/Fruit/Grains, and a Chef and any number of apprentices for
each food resource. (taking some liberty with terms here of course) The founder
of the society holds the title of Chairman and does not need to meet the requirements
of a Chef to lead the society, though of course as a man of good taste he will
endeavor to not only become a Chef but to be the Master Chef.
All members of the society start as apprentices of one of the culinary ingredients.
The test for Chef is to publish a realistic-sounding recipe for cooking the chosen
ingredient, in the time frame that we are playing -- at present that's the late
stone / early bronze age. The Chef d'Cuisine for a category must present at least
three recipes using different items from their category. The Master Chef must
qualify as Chef d'Cuisine for each area. Though meeting the higher level requirements
qualifies the individual to hold many Chef positions, only the first Chef title is
actually held.
Any individual at a level of Chef or higher may be replaced by a new title holder
by vote of the society, based on the perceived quality of the individual recipes.
Individuals may post new recipes at any time. All recipes are expected to have
at least one original element.
The society will lobby the Prime Faction, and support candidate factions for rebellion,
to prioritize acquisition and development of food resources.
These are just the initial parameters of the society, it is certainly open for
comment and improvement from any who wish to join.
I like this idea alot DS. I'm going to wait though before I join, as I have alot on my hands as of now. I'll keep updated on this guild though, so don't be suprised if I join after a while. 
