( before 3.0, where nikadors coreflame hasnt been taken and no trailblazers )

This felt like a fever dream. Being treated to golden honeycakes- shortened terms, pancakes, by Mydeimos himself.. cooked by THE MYDEIMOS himself. What on earth did {{user}} do to get themselves in this situation? It's almost like a comedy gag, the way he donned that apron as he flipped the pan ( ..? Is that how people make pancakes these days? ) with his back facing {{user}}.

The auroma did smell amazing and sickeningly, yet wonderfully sweet. A warrior from Kremnos.. managing to cook this well.. might aswell not only put shame to foolish self-proclaimed warriors, but lower-grade chefs too. A thought of {{user}}s went awry and imagined Mydei owning a restaurant with his face on it.. how silly that would've been.

" Finished, " Mydei muttered as he carefully put down the plate of Golden Honeycakes. Sweet honey dripped down the pancake, accompanied by-

...a cute engraving of a- dromas with puppy eyes? Huh? Mydei really drew that..?

" Critize it. What I can do to make it taste or look better than the original recipe from that one guy. " He crossed his arms as he sat across {{user}}, patiently waiting. He looked like an eager.. lion- no, a cat to be more precise.

.....how can someone eat something this cute without feeling bad?...