What a terrible night to have a feast... [Action/Locked to Castlevania folk]

[what_is_a_man]

It had been some time since Dracula made any attempt to socialize with the denizens of his castle, and some had never even met the lord of the castle since arriving in this place. This was something that Dracula simply could not abide. As such he had his minions busying themselves in one of the castle's banquet halls, even managing to pester Sakuya out of the kitchens, and as the sun sat in Attleton, the Minotaur standing outside the hall's doors pushed them open. Within was a large table laden with practically every meat, vegetable, and fruit the markets of Attleton could provide all prepared with expert hands. It was truly a feast that had not been seen within the halls of Castlevania in centuries, and the lord's minions had made sure that all within knew their presence was required. Once everyone was assembeled, Dracula stood at the head of the table, tapping his glass with a knife.

"I realize I have not been a very good host these past few weeks, and for that I apologize. However, I would like to get to know each of you better, especially those new faces that arrived here and were brought in under Lady Scarlet's suggestion. For now, let this feast be my recompense for being preoccupied."