Everyone turned to see him landing near Geraldus.
Suddenly, everyone went silent. The only sounds were the Centaurs, Griffins, and Unicorns still setting and loading the tables.
The Dragons and the Pegasi were staring at him, not expecting to see him at this time. They didn’t seem ready for the hybrid to join them.
Vaeludar just stood there, deciding what to do. In his entire life, he had been stared at with glaring eyes from a small number of individuals. For the first time, he had a big number of glaring eyes staring at him, not in a strange way but in much awe.
“Too early to start the feast?” asked Vaeludar. “How about a little entrainment from this human? Dragon. Hybrid. Creature.” Vaeludar was starting to feel a bit awkward of not knowing what to do. The first thing that popped in his mind: fire. He spun around and looked at the sky and exhaled a small breathe of air.
A great beam of fire, orange, blue fire came bursting in seconds. It stretched widely, flamed brightly, and steamed hotly. Its crimson light brightened the dark places where small torches lit dimly.
Vaeludar closed his mouth after running out of air from his lungs and held up his hands. Then the fire spreading in the air stopped, still waving like wildfire burning through a forest. Vaeludar waved his hands, and the fire was spreading into different directions. Through his mind, Vaeludar was controlling the fire he exhaled out and making it form into a large shape: a Sea Serpent.
The serpent-shaped figure moved and crawled in the air like a snake. From the people’s view, a small part of the fire split from the serpent and formed into a Minotaur. Then the snake-shaped figure turned into a dragon shape. The dragon and the Minotaur fire figures battled each other with heavy blows of big, puffy fire blasts.
Vaeludar was putting on a show: a Dragon facing against a Minotaur. It is how he envisioned himself battling against the bull. Vaeludar imaged he was a fire-breathing Dragon battling against a beast threating to harm a village.
In his youth, Vaeludar heard of Dragons destroying villages, but in this version he was showing to the villagers behind him was a Dragon defending a village instead of burning it to the ground.
The show ended when the dragon pounded the Minotaur to the ground and blew fire right upon its head. Then the fire show vanished, reflecting Vaeludar’s victory in the fight against the large two-legged creature.
There was a loud applaud behind him. Vaeludar smiled and turned to see the audience applauding him of his spectacular, fiery show. He bowed his head lowly before placing an eye on Geraldus. “How about some music now, to enlighten their senses?”
“Ah, yes,” said Geraldus. “On with the music. Places, musicians. We have to hear the music before we eat. Hurry. Hurry. Places.”
Several people started to move immediately. People will soft-toned, stringed instruments such as violins and cellos were seated on soft-pillow, stoned chairs and started playing with their soft strings and firm horse hair.
The music was sweet and mellow like strings on a violin. The music started as a soft tone, then to a high note to a lower note to a median note and so on. They were followed people with strange harmonious, spiritual instruments called a long, wide flute called a shakuhachi, a string-on-wood koto, and a long, near flatten, spiky wooden fish with a stick that makes wooden-stringy notice.
Vaeludar heard the sounds of these three instruments that his spirit started to lift up from his body. The sounds were like the winds on the mountains, with birds fluting and wolves howling with a musical melody. He felt like the music was enchanting him to go have the greatest adventure of a lifetime. Then he felt words pouring into his head and let out with the rhythm and tone of the music everyone was hearing:
From across from the blue seas
The two islands are filled with beauty
Where people live at ease,
Sleeping beneath the green trees
The two islands had their share of life
Where people and animals don’t strife
Peace holds in the hearts of human,
Who can be very acumen
From the mountain’s top, a wolf’s howl
And the hoots of a night owl
Had echoed in the whispering night
Before the break of dawn’s light
From across from the blue seas
The two islands of have been filled,
With forests spreading far and wide
And surrounded by the oceans’ tide
The islands were quiet under the moon
In the spring month of June
Where wolves howled in the mountains
Where their great hunt would happen soon
Vaeludar stopped when the music stopped playing. The musicians stood and left their seats. Another round of applause came from the people who were still waiting.
“Well, that was quite enjoyable,” said Vaeludar.
After his little performance, the people standing around were seated properly at the circular, stone tables. The Dragons, Unicorns, Centaurs, Faeries, Griffins, Sea Serpents, and the Merpeople were watching him. They seemed to be waiting for him to say something.
Geraldus handed Vaeludar a golden chalice with rubies, emeralds, and apatite gemstones filled with fine red wine nicely crafted from the finest grapes their village had to offer. About ten miles north of the village was a small vineyard: a land made of grapes to make into wine.
Vaeludar grabbed it, took a sip, held it up, and yelled out, “Let the feast begin.”
Three seconds later, everyone dived into the food. Everyone was hungry for the food laid out on the many tables. Many people grabbed the meat while a handful of people grabbed many untouched fruits and vegetables. There were also cheeses sitting with fruits.
While the humans ate their food they worked on to cook and prep, the creatures stayed away from the hungry humans or helped themselves to some food. The Griffins laid back on the rooftops from hard work. The Dragons had served themselves
