"A Valair...? Ah, they're... they were family who had sheep and an apple orchard, and produced the finest cider in the hollowed grounds. Last Long Night most of them died though," he admitted with a sigh. "Maea survived but... we haven't seen her in a year now. I was hoping it was one of the surviving bottles of that orchard." He shrugged, still touched by the gesture even if it wasn't his preferred vintage. He'd drunk far worse over the years in various seedy inns and taverns, after all.
Isuma peeped and happily bounced after Coffee, joining him by the fire as the humans settled in and made their toasts. "Ahhh, yes. Those are distinctive," he agreed with a smile. "I haven't seen anything quite like them here. Or even close, really. Are made leather shoes, but nothing that fancy. And he's another I haven't seen in awhile," the bard admitted.
"Hmmm. I miss good wine," Jigano finally said with nostalgic sigh. "The stuff here is half-vinegar. No surprise, considering what the grapes are trying to grow in, but still. They've plenty of the harder liquor - I suppose it's a necessity on a world like this - but none of the smoother stuff. What you'd drink for fun, rather than for practicality." Most of the liquor he'd had at the Rathskeller could double as paint stripper, which was fine for when you wanted to get black-out drunk in a hurry, but not so much for enjoying with friends around a fire when you just wanted to relax a little.
Isuma peeped and happily bounced after Coffee, joining him by the fire as the humans settled in and made their toasts. "Ahhh, yes. Those are distinctive," he agreed with a smile. "I haven't seen anything quite like them here. Or even close, really. Are made leather shoes, but nothing that fancy. And he's another I haven't seen in awhile," the bard admitted.
"Hmmm. I miss good wine," Jigano finally said with nostalgic sigh. "The stuff here is half-vinegar. No surprise, considering what the grapes are trying to grow in, but still. They've plenty of the harder liquor - I suppose it's a necessity on a world like this - but none of the smoother stuff. What you'd drink for fun, rather than for practicality." Most of the liquor he'd had at the Rathskeller could double as paint stripper, which was fine for when you wanted to get black-out drunk in a hurry, but not so much for enjoying with friends around a fire when you just wanted to relax a little.
