"I will gladly take some recaf, if you don't mind. And yes, Brother Greystorm is an impressive warrior. I have not seen him in battle often though, as we are in different Great Companies of our chapter."
"Recaf it is," he said as he made a fresh pot of it and brought it over with a porcelain cup. "Here you are, all for you. Anyone else want recaf?" he asked as he stepped back from Urich's table. "I do hope to see him in battle," he said as he thought of his part being taken when he was a heretic once. No one knew this except a select few. Such as Athene who was the one who helped him redeem himself. And two children.
"I will try it out." Maomao said, responding to Blaze's question.
And what of you Lord Greyhowl, could you be willing to aide us in a dire moment? A damnable raptor cult plagues shipping lanes upon our western fringe jeopardizing traders and craft coming to Arpat from Accatran and Metalica. I have the authority to tithe resources to you in return.
He nodded to Maomao as he went back behind the bar, and he produced more recaf as he brought the pot and a cup to her as he looked at her. "Enjoy. It's a house blend," he said as he walked back around the bar again.
"Thanks." Maomao got the cup of coffee and went back to her corner in order to drink it in peace.
"You are welcome. Enjoy," he said as he stood there waiting for more orders. It seemed certain people never ask him. And he could only help to provide for them.
Maomao took a sip from her coffee, before looking at Blaze.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
He brought Ulrich and Ubba both a large mug of Fenrisian Ale
Speaking of the Red Devil, Tager was seen reading a mystery novel inside the bar. It was one of his hobbies.
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