[Alayre says giddily with such a happy grin. Who would've guessed that the Knight-Commander of Pharos is this cheerful after two mugs of mead? No one, absolutely no one. Alayre typically looks so grim usually. Not as grim as Stannis but grim enough.
His stoney façade is nothing but a memory now as he hums along to the melodious ditty that the tavern bard is playing.]
Ah, Taashath, have you ever tried fine wines before? Not that Ferelden nonsense that tastes like water downed ale but real Orlesian wines? If you haven't, I should fetch a bottle or two for you.
[He grins more.]
It will put you in a heavenly mood, trust me. It's likened to ambrosia but twice as smooth.
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[Alayre says giddily with such a happy grin. Who would've guessed that the Knight-Commander of Pharos is this cheerful after two mugs of mead? No one, absolutely no one. Alayre typically looks so grim usually. Not as grim as Stannis but grim enough.
His stoney façade is nothing but a memory now as he hums along to the melodious ditty that the tavern bard is playing.]
Ah, Taashath, have you ever tried fine wines before? Not that Ferelden nonsense that tastes like water downed ale but real Orlesian wines? If you haven't, I should fetch a bottle or two for you.
[He grins more.]
It will put you in a heavenly mood, trust me. It's likened to ambrosia but twice as smooth.