And one more non-refusable drink is coming her way. Inessa, with a bottle of spiced wine and a couple of glasses in her free hand, heads over while Garahel is busy getting belly rubs from happy drunks. A smile curves her lips as her eyes meet Herian's, and she sits down, pouring some for them both.

"I hear we have a birthday in common, Knight-Enchanter. That's reason enough to share this with you; I might have forgotten my own, otherwise." The first glass poured is offered to Herian.