First time I ever put this down, I kind of like how it came out.
8:36 p.m.]Warren Castille: "I don't know if I was born there, or left there, or what, but really? That doesn't matter much. I grew up there. I should tell you the story of how I got my last name. Well, not me specifically, but 'Castille' in general."
[8:37 p.m.]Warren Castille: "So, generations back, before the fall of Ala Mhigo, before most of this nonsense with Garlemald. The head lady of the kitchen hated when people would scoop before proper dinner bells, right? She knew how to cook, learned from the best before setting out, she said, or so they say, but she insisted everyone wait until everything was ready."
[8:39 p.m.]Warren Castille smiles and leans in, getting the Storyteller's disposition. "Now, one of the big guys of the camp, huge strong highlander by the name of Retsilla, insisted he get his meals when he wanted them. Head Lady always yelled and threatened him, but he'd always shout back that he worked hard, and he deserved his food. Most people took it light heartedly, so they told me, because everyone was really helping one another around and it was all in good fun."
[8:41 p.m.]Warren Castille: "One day Restilla goes and sneaks a snack. Head Lady catches him and chases him off with her cook pan. There's a bit of a scuffle, and she beans him with it right over the head. Everyone's surprised, but Restilla sits up and laughs. Head Lady can't believe it, but her damned cook pan snapped off right at the handle over old Retsilla's head."
[8:42 p.m.]Warren Castille: "Most of the boys are clamboring now, surprised, but not really too surprised, you see. Retsilla had a hard head, but still! Someone calls out to him. 'Gods! That pan was cast iron!' And Retsilla laughs, licks his fingers, and shoots back. 'Guess I'm cast steel, then!' And then, as they say, it stuck."
8:36 p.m.]Warren Castille: "I don't know if I was born there, or left there, or what, but really? That doesn't matter much. I grew up there. I should tell you the story of how I got my last name. Well, not me specifically, but 'Castille' in general."
[8:37 p.m.]Warren Castille: "So, generations back, before the fall of Ala Mhigo, before most of this nonsense with Garlemald. The head lady of the kitchen hated when people would scoop before proper dinner bells, right? She knew how to cook, learned from the best before setting out, she said, or so they say, but she insisted everyone wait until everything was ready."
[8:39 p.m.]Warren Castille smiles and leans in, getting the Storyteller's disposition. "Now, one of the big guys of the camp, huge strong highlander by the name of Retsilla, insisted he get his meals when he wanted them. Head Lady always yelled and threatened him, but he'd always shout back that he worked hard, and he deserved his food. Most people took it light heartedly, so they told me, because everyone was really helping one another around and it was all in good fun."
[8:41 p.m.]Warren Castille: "One day Restilla goes and sneaks a snack. Head Lady catches him and chases him off with her cook pan. There's a bit of a scuffle, and she beans him with it right over the head. Everyone's surprised, but Restilla sits up and laughs. Head Lady can't believe it, but her damned cook pan snapped off right at the handle over old Retsilla's head."
[8:42 p.m.]Warren Castille: "Most of the boys are clamboring now, surprised, but not really too surprised, you see. Retsilla had a hard head, but still! Someone calls out to him. 'Gods! That pan was cast iron!' And Retsilla laughs, licks his fingers, and shoots back. 'Guess I'm cast steel, then!' And then, as they say, it stuck."
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