The Dark Elf received the ordered food a small picher of hot water. Handing over 5 coppers the elf, the pitcher is hung from the unhooded lantern to keep it warm. the simple clay mug on the tray is accepted, as well.
The tea is pour and in an oddly formal manor the elf sniffs the mug and the bowl of soup of the day, a piece of the hot meat pie, and rubs the edges of both liquid utensils. before taking a sip and taste.
Silhouette:
[Language unknown: "Lar. Hiar lo."]
Glancing up a moment, the young voice replies
"[Language unknown: Omse.. la uretedreawhe taouet ouma ho ave]"
Flyd Boneshaker:
[Language unknown: "Korounvir ulpo ardat ectet ous ndarit elfi ho ticei ie alstiv Omcaal evlona Us ei. Il ich itevut tr fi, ck ck la m lar illessivered naeeto iou ver ek." ]
The Dark one turns to look at the dwarven companion at the table,
"[Language unknown: Po uretraame tha strom n any to latantson me aree.. esmi ac paroin aimo el sihi i ofmato.
O paund i esaselmi et ckaiio.]"
Turning back the food, it began to disappear rather daintily.
OOC
20:03, Today: Min'OrImKakee rolled 4 using 1d20 ((4)). Craft Poison "knowlage of".
20:07, Today: Min'OrImKakee rolled 25 using 1d20+5 ((20)). Search "trapfinding-poison".
This message was last edited by the player at 13:17, Thu 11 Jan 2018.