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It is really good. she mixed the cakes and put green food coloring in the mix, then put the mix into six pans two six inch round, two eight inch rounds and two ten inch rounds then placed them in the three convection ovens in the kitchen. she then set the timers... all three for different times because of the sizes.... and went to preparing all of the cake boards and dowel rods. these cakes need lots of support. also while the cakes baked she would be making the butter cream icing so that she could ice them as soon as possible...

"Sure since this is the practice one. I will be making the real one for friday, tomorrow"

COMES BACK FROM READING HER BOOKS. PLACES A LITTLE ICING ON THE CAKE BOARD FOR THE LARGEST LAYER OF THE CAKE. LEVELS THE FIRST OF TWO TEN INCH CAKES. PLACES IT ON THE CAKE BOARD. PUTS A LAYER OF ICING ON TOP ONLY OF THIS LAYER. THEN SHE TAKES HER LEVELER AND ANGELS IT SO SHE WILL GET AN UNEVEN LAYER HERE. AND USES THIS UNEVEN LEVELER TO TRIM THE NEXT LAYER. SHE THEN PLACES IT ON THE NEXT LAYER AND SUPPORTS IT WITH A FEW DOWEL RODS CUT TO SIZE. SHE THEN CONTINUES BY ICING THIS LAYER AND THE BOTTOM ONE. SHE PUTS EXTRA ICING ON THE TOP PORTION OF THIS CAKE. THEN SHE TRIMS THE EIGHT INCH LAYER FLAT SO THAT SHE CAN REPEAT WITH THIS LAYER. SHE PUTS IT ON IT'S OWN CAKE BOARD AND ICES IT ON THE TOP ONLY. THEN CUTS AT AN ANGLE WITH THE SECOND EIGHT INCH ONE. SHE THEN PLACES IT ON THE FIRST ONE. SHE ICES THE EIGHT INCH CAKES. SHE PLACES THE DOWEL RODS IN. SHE THEN PLACES THE WHOLE EIGHT INCH ON THE TEN INCH WITH THE ANGLE GOIN IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION FROM THE FIRST ONE. SHE MAKES SURE THE ICING BUILDS A DAM AROUND THE BOTTOM PART OF THE CAKE. SHE DOES THIS TO MAKE SURE THAT THE CAKE WON'T SLIDE. THEN SHE REPEATS THIS PROCESS FOR THE SIX INCH CAKE. AGAIN SHE PLACES THE SIX INCH LAYER AT THE OPPOSITE LAYER TO CAUSE A TOPSY TURVY LOOK. SHE THEN SMOOTHS THE CAKE OVER. AND LETS IT SIT FOR THE NIGHT. SHE WILL PUT THE FONDANT DECOR AND GOLD ON IT TOMORROW. SHE PUTS THE CAKE INSIDE THE CAKE DISPLAY CASE THAT SHE HAD DELIVERED TODAY. AND DOES THE DISHES. SHE THEN CLEANS THE COUNTERS AND THE OVENS. SHE PUTS THE DISHES AWAY AND STORES ANY LEFT OVER ICINGS. SHE GOES OUT TO THE BAR AND FALLS ASLEEP ON THE SOFA WATCHING THE DOOR.

The doors to the main inn burst open and three men from the nearby village ran in obviously frightened of something. They looked around to find who was around and saw Ziven. One of them frantically ran up to her and said in a shaking voice "please miss. Please. You've got to help us. It's coming for us. Hide us. Help us. Whatever. Please!" he begged. The other two not far behind. Though they were all decked out in some guard fashioned armor carrying swords on their belts they still seemed very afraid of...something.

"The Demon! The demon that killed a fourth of our guard squad this afternoon in the village not far from here. He's coming!" the frantic man shouted clearly beyond logical reasoning and 'calming down' was also obviously out of the window for these people. A slightly familiar laugh echoed through the upper levels of the room and all three men drew their swords, their attitudes changing as they gulped in fear. "Oookk ...mmmm men. Surround the girl. We can't let the d ddddd demon harm a woman or child. It's..our dddd ddduty" the leader person said shaking in fear. The three surrounded Ziven in a triangle fashion. The laughter turned into a familiar voice followed by an even more familiar crimson gleam of lights from the darkness above. "Oh we wouldn't worry about her now if we were you three. We would be worrying about yourselves. Now run little insects. Scurry for your lives..". Yawgmoth leaped down from the raftors above purposely landing away from the group of them. Yawgmoth wore no shirt, just pants, black but soaked with something. That something was also stained over his tan skin everywhere it seemed. Though his back was to them the stench of the liquid filled the room. Yawgmoth turned his face over his shoulder at the three of them and Ziven. An eeire grin upon his face. Teeth shining brightly stained with red. His wide crimson glare locked upon the three. "Which one gets to be first....this is always the hard part..." Yawgmoth taunted. His tail flicked up and pointed at each one like it was playing ini-meanie-mini-moe with them. Going back and forth among the three men pointing at each of them.

Yawgmoth turned around to them showing his face. Half of his face was..disfigured for lack of a better word. There was an obsidian skin layer showing on the left side of his face revealing black skin underneath his tan skin from his forehead to his chin and as wide as his nose to his cheekbones. The eye that was revealed on the left side of his face was hideously larger than his other one. A streaming light of bright red shone from it and he twisted his face into a smile. "See now woman. These men shot a cannon ball at us while we were playing with them. It hit us in the face and tore our first layer of skin off. As you can imagine, that wasn't very nice of them. And we hate people who make us look ugly..." Yawgmoth's voice grew deeper and cold with the last words. Flexing his hands so that his nails elongated into claws he gave them a final grin before the three humans yelled "Attack! Defend the girl!" and as the three of them rushed Yawgmoth moved. One caught a tail through the chest, right through the heart. One got his head literally torn off from Yawgmoth's fist grasping it like a claw machine and pulling it from its socket. The spinal column still attached to the neck. The last poor soul got tripped by his tail after it pulled itself from the first victims neck. Yawgmoth's foot whirled around and victim number three caught a shiny black boot to the skull crushing it in causing brain matter and other head liquids to spill slowly into the floor cracks. Yawgmoth stood for a moment and took a deep breath. "The smell of death is almost as intoxicating as the scent of our Crow....Almost" He said cracking his neck as the patches of skin on his face began to slowly seal up returning his disfigured visage to its normal handsome self.

Yawgmoth cracked his neck again and sighed. "Yes. Silly humans. We walk into their village and squish one of their soldiers. They didn't like that too much so all of them retaliated. And well, we couldn't just sit by. So we hunted each one down and made sport of it. It was enthralling." Yawgmoth said dragging his serpentine tongue over his lips.