[12:34am] • EricGlasshammer watches with amused interest
[12:35am] • Ptasa dissapears into the kitchen and starts a pot for tea. “Would anyone else like some?”
[12:35am] EricGlasshammer: Yes miss, that sounds lovely
[12:35am] • Ptasa pops her head out of the kitchen door and glares at Eric.
[12:35am] Durzek: “My ale serves me well at present.”
[12:36am] • EricGlasshammer just smiles
[12:36am] Ptasa: I’ll have the tea out in just a few moments
[12:36am] • Ptasa goes back into the kitchen
[12:36am] • Saride opens an eye and looks at Durzek. “What are you and what should I call you?”
[12:37am] EricGlasshammer: Thank youou!
[12:37am] Saride: ((worth noting that Saride is a 7-foot tall lizard and very much a foreigner here))
[12:38am] Durzek: I am Durzek, Pelor’s chosen voice from the dwarves.
[12:38am] EricGlasshammer: ((to Saride)) He worships the sun
[12:39am] Saride: “This Pelor chooses well. You have a mighty voice, Durzek. Well met. I am Saride.”
[12:39am] Saride: “I worship nothing.”
[12:41am] • Ptasa backs out of the kitchen tray in hands with a steaming tea pot and three mugs and a little jar of honey and a picture of cream. She goes and puts in on the table and starts pouring a cup for Saride before bringing it over. “Make sure you drink that whole bottle with this or else it wont work. It’s also very bitter.”