Mummy's Mask - Shifting Sands [IC]

[JWallyR]

"This 'liqueur' the boy mentioned - do you think it is strong? I might try it if it isn't too biting..." he says to the others, quietly.

Lehasti raises her eyebrows in surprise for a moment before grinning broadly. Quickly regaining control of her features, she turns to Vershab, her expression one of theatrically exaggerated shock. "Friend Vershab- has the day's heat overcome your better judgment, or has some other madness seized you? Next you'll be abandoning your studies to listen to a storyteller by the fireplace, and might even enjoy yourself!" The paladin's gaze lingers on the arcanist for a few heartbeats, and she gives him a friendly wink before turning to address their young guide once more.

"Now that you have piqued our resident scholar's academic interest in such a libation, how could we refuse such an invitation? What other comforts might await travel-weary souls such as ourselves?" The paladin's warm, welcoming smile returns to the talkative boy.