Eff it!
'The Black Knight' is the can, not the meat.
The meat has a heart and soul that seeks for a place to belong outside the can.
Kaite- My dish that is always missing something. I barely even want to tough it, but the sting draws me in, since I'm interested in trying something new. She wouldn't so selfishly squander the qualities of prime garnish.
Vert- Bitter with a bit of an alluring bite like onion. Works well with others with a bit of context to guide them.
Tiberius- Hearty and stout. Rich in taste but singular as a flavor, difficult to compliment to completion.
Laina- Sweet. What is a good recipe without balance? Underappreciated, but a flavor is never truly brought out unless it can address all senses. To forsake 'sweet' is to abandon taste, whole.
The Story-Teller- The context. Whether its a base like mayonnaise or prime like a steak poised to be marinaded, without the material that makes it savory, the context is easily lost.
Ivan- Zip. The fresh cyan squeezed under a drip of olive oil. It isn't thought about until you consider what is missing...but when you think of it, they can make all the difference.
Zenovia- A catalyst, like a base to offset the burn. Where there is the brightest of flashes, there are the more resolute darks. I'd hate to call it 'dairy' and disrespect women, but it really is the best remedy for a persistent spice. Nobody can always burn, and a healing refuge isn't appreciated until its all that is truly left.
NPCs DON'T COUNT D:<
THEY'RE NOT PEOPLE!
...Gawd I'm hungry.
(Xen is shit, and didn't belong)
(Dionaea...I wish I tried harder to understand and I'm sorry for taking for granted)