At least Sivanna considered it something of the sort. But then again, exactly how much could she know about Norse mythology from Earth'
The answer was: only as much as she could exploit from Alec's knowledge; and while his Ippon mind was brilliant and chock-full of interesting facts, Sivanna could help it if there existed an anachronism here or there on the Isle that night. Still, she did her best to fill in the gaps with research and frivolous party favors and goodies. After all, the cleric knew how to spend money when it came to celebrations.
....Lots and lots of money.
....Oh so much money.
But at least the Isle looked fabulous!
Going with a Nordic theme, the cleric had conjured up a glamour screen over the water. Like a lifelike holographic projection, a viking ship floated nearby, anchored, though making no ripples in the water.
http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/viking-ship.jpg
Going the extra mile, the elfess even sought to replay an adventurous scene atop those waters every fifteen minutes. Rowing passengers within that vessel would suddenly become alarmed as some serpentine creature of the deep thrashed nearby, spraying water like a fountain sixty feet into the air.
The Isle itself remained peculiarly dim save for dozens of cast-iron torches that lit the event area. Orange light and golden shadows lent an almost haunting atmosphere to already a magical place and evening. The festive ambiance was vibrant and evident, but there still remained a personal touch. After all, this was an event for friends and family.
http://images.travelpod.com/users/phoedo/2.1202139000.torches-at-sunset.jpg
Three enormous tables sunk into the sands, so heavy were they with food and drink of all kinds. Silverware and dishware remained true to the theme, with wood-gripped utensils, pewter plates, and tankards for mead or other drink. Appetizers ranged anywhere from smoked apples, stuffed cabbage rolls and fruit and cheese plates to iced oysters and mussels. And though it was not necessary adherent to the thematic cuisine, the cleric made certain to stock the tables with shots of borscht.
http://www.scrumptious.co.za/beetshots1.jpg
The main courses were plentiful enough to feed a small army. Pork roasts, cabbage, cured fish, elk, boiled potato cake, and open-faced sandwiches heavied the table tremendously. As always, platters of fresh fruits and vegetables sat interspersed in that feast....including, also, a platter of pierogies. How did those get there?
http://www.jetsetmodern.com/images/food10.jpg
http://www.ordinaryrecipesmadegourmet.com/pierogies.jpg
The dessert table, while also full with traditional desserts such as Fruktsoppa (fruit soup), had its main attraction surrounded by fresh flowers and gold ribbons and confetti:
http://thetwistedsifter.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/green-and-gold-2.jpg
It was truly a cake fit for a queen— with two tiers of moist carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, and two upper tiers of rich chocolate and fudge frosting.
Naturally, a party wouldn't be a party without a good amount of booze— in Sivanna's book, anyway. And so a table also sat nearby that was heavy with pre-mixed drinks, unopened liquor bottles, and a cooler of ginger ale, pomegranate juice, and bottled water. The present table, decorated with gold and white linens and ribbon, was not much further.
Everywhere, viking decorations were abundant. Moss-covered boulders, Nordic totems, and cast-iron and bronze ornaments littered the tables or stood, tall and bold, all on their own. Two enormous wooden pillars— nevermind how they got there— stood strategically angled toward the portal and stretched a broad, cloth sign:
"Our Valkyrie, Maranya. Happy day of your birth!"
The answer was: only as much as she could exploit from Alec's knowledge; and while his Ippon mind was brilliant and chock-full of interesting facts, Sivanna could help it if there existed an anachronism here or there on the Isle that night. Still, she did her best to fill in the gaps with research and frivolous party favors and goodies. After all, the cleric knew how to spend money when it came to celebrations.
....Lots and lots of money.
....Oh so much money.
But at least the Isle looked fabulous!
Going with a Nordic theme, the cleric had conjured up a glamour screen over the water. Like a lifelike holographic projection, a viking ship floated nearby, anchored, though making no ripples in the water.
http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/viking-ship.jpg
Going the extra mile, the elfess even sought to replay an adventurous scene atop those waters every fifteen minutes. Rowing passengers within that vessel would suddenly become alarmed as some serpentine creature of the deep thrashed nearby, spraying water like a fountain sixty feet into the air.
The Isle itself remained peculiarly dim save for dozens of cast-iron torches that lit the event area. Orange light and golden shadows lent an almost haunting atmosphere to already a magical place and evening. The festive ambiance was vibrant and evident, but there still remained a personal touch. After all, this was an event for friends and family.
http://images.travelpod.com/users/phoedo/2.1202139000.torches-at-sunset.jpg
Three enormous tables sunk into the sands, so heavy were they with food and drink of all kinds. Silverware and dishware remained true to the theme, with wood-gripped utensils, pewter plates, and tankards for mead or other drink. Appetizers ranged anywhere from smoked apples, stuffed cabbage rolls and fruit and cheese plates to iced oysters and mussels. And though it was not necessary adherent to the thematic cuisine, the cleric made certain to stock the tables with shots of borscht.
http://www.scrumptious.co.za/beetshots1.jpg
The main courses were plentiful enough to feed a small army. Pork roasts, cabbage, cured fish, elk, boiled potato cake, and open-faced sandwiches heavied the table tremendously. As always, platters of fresh fruits and vegetables sat interspersed in that feast....including, also, a platter of pierogies. How did those get there?
http://www.jetsetmodern.com/images/food10.jpg
http://www.ordinaryrecipesmadegourmet.com/pierogies.jpg
The dessert table, while also full with traditional desserts such as Fruktsoppa (fruit soup), had its main attraction surrounded by fresh flowers and gold ribbons and confetti:
http://thetwistedsifter.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/green-and-gold-2.jpg
It was truly a cake fit for a queen— with two tiers of moist carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, and two upper tiers of rich chocolate and fudge frosting.
Naturally, a party wouldn't be a party without a good amount of booze— in Sivanna's book, anyway. And so a table also sat nearby that was heavy with pre-mixed drinks, unopened liquor bottles, and a cooler of ginger ale, pomegranate juice, and bottled water. The present table, decorated with gold and white linens and ribbon, was not much further.
Everywhere, viking decorations were abundant. Moss-covered boulders, Nordic totems, and cast-iron and bronze ornaments littered the tables or stood, tall and bold, all on their own. Two enormous wooden pillars— nevermind how they got there— stood strategically angled toward the portal and stretched a broad, cloth sign:
"Our Valkyrie, Maranya. Happy day of your birth!"