[Oh look here's Thancred who's not unloading sandwiches because we're all getting coffees instead but also like. He hasn't stopped pacing laps around the coffee shop interior in like a solid quarter-bell.
Do you really want him to have caffeine right now.]
[yes? listen. caffeine does not do anything to ryn. he is a writer. he's not considering the impact of caffeine at all as he finishes another coffee and grabs thancred by the back of the coat on his next lap to get him to stop long enough to hand it off.]
[what is this tugging on his — oh. squints at this cup. ryn did you put a cute latte design in it. this is vital tag information i require before i can advance this thread any further]
It's not tall enough to be a Viis. Not deadly enough, either.
[Somewhere across the coffee shop, Modesty Nutkin™ darts behind a piece of furniture. Damn, it looks like that little guy got himself trapped in here too, when the lockdown hit.]
[No contest. He does not trifle with elves as they are far too inclined to metamorphose into Fucking Elves™ on a moment's notice. Down the hatch it goes.]
Mm. I daresay this could rival a dwarven espresso con panna.
[He says that like it's a compliment, but who the fuck knows how WOW elves feel about dwarves.]
As I understand it, they offer it for the poor unsuspecting travelers that they welcome to their cities and promptly drink under the table should they be fool enough to stay the night.
I've known all along you were insufferable, Rynlan, but I had no idea you were gullible too. Could I really spin you any tall tale and you'd believe it?
Then shall I sing for you a merry song of the time I treated with pixies and fuath, all leading up to an audience with the right honorable king of the fae, and of the bonny lass that dethroned them and won the right to be king herself?
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Do you really want him to have caffeine right now.]
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[he can't drink it because it's too cute wtf]
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[to be fair, it's not the cutest bunny. rynlan's career is not in art.]
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[Somewhere across the coffee shop, Modesty Nutkin™ darts behind a piece of furniture. Damn, it looks like that little guy got himself trapped in here too, when the lockdown hit.]
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[bunny art vs offended elf, who will win.]
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[No contest. He does not trifle with elves as they are far too inclined to metamorphose into Fucking Elves™ on a moment's notice. Down the hatch it goes.]
Mm. I daresay this could rival a dwarven espresso con panna.
[He says that like it's a compliment, but who the fuck knows how WOW elves feel about dwarves.]
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[he looks satisfied that thancred's drinking it, though.]
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[Dwarves, man.]
So, I've sampled it a few times, myself.
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[Is he kidding? Who can say.]
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