Date: 2012-03-26 09:49 pm (UTC)
I am feeling a bit more wary as the masked woman says that the drinks are all fine and takes another step back and towards them, describing them as she goes. Think I've heard of Tintagel though I can't really place it. Something to do with stone and water, though I might well be wrong. I give her a smile as she all but apologizes for the quality of these drinks.

and I do not miss the question she asks either, have you graced us long enough to have had a chance to try it? Nor the way she shrugs and reaches for a glass and offers to pour me some of whatever I choose. If I choose anything.

"I have not been here all that long," which is true enough, not even a full season yet. "And yourself? Have you traveled far to get here?"

The white looks cool and light and might taste a bit of something like home, the punch looks dark and a bit mysterious like the woman who offers it to me. The mead, something golden and rich but much as I might like it I do not want such a reminder of my sister.

I consider the remaining two drinks and then make my choice. "You may." I incline my head and indicate the bottle. It is indeed labeled Tingagel. "I will have a little of the white."
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