[ Being accustomed to the strength of Dorwinion wine, he remains largely unaffected by the fare of Caer Glaem. Taller than the stranger who bumps into him, the Elvenking steadies him with a light touch under an arm, stepping back once the flushed man is once more upright while holding his drink to one side so it doesn't splash. ]
It is notoriously difficult to see through ones goblet, mine occupied my attention. [ Wry humour, just a little. u havin some merry fun there, son? ] There is no harm done.
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It is notoriously difficult to see through ones goblet, mine occupied my attention. [ Wry humour, just a little.
u havin some merry fun there, son?] There is no harm done.