In the vast banquet hall, the Deerman nobility, covered with grease and mud, opened their eyes in confusion and were immediately stunned by the scene before them.
This was no longer the magnificent and luxurious hall; the crystal tassel chandelier overhead was dim and wrapped in crooked magic vines protruding from the walls.
In the dim light, the startled Deer People rubbed their aching heads as they looked around.
The floor, stained and sticky black, was littered with moldy and decayed food scraps, making it impossible to see the gleaming marble surface that once existed.
On tables stained with grease and grime, the blackened plates, long unwashed, were covered with various luminescent molds, with contents of thick hearth ash, spoiled stew, and moldy bread.
"What is happening? Why are we in such a wretched state? Were we not just in a beautiful and luxurious banquet?"
Questions and confusion rose in their still-dazed minds, and they began to look at each other in bewilderment.
