Location: The
Gold Beaches - Upper Level
Tags:
Valery Noble
Valery answered his question as plainly as he’d asked it, unadorned with any cheek… well, maybe not. Having his curiosity needled didn't ruffle his metaphorical feathers at all, and it wasn’t in him to be cagey or dishonest. The glance he gave her when she shot back with that question of her own was cursory at best, but enough to capture that little smirk of hers, before he turned his gaze ahead as they reached the stairs.
“Don’t see many tourists on the beach during the local school holidays,” Rik started frankly, answering her while climbing the steps,
“beach is usually teeming with the locals; couple that with me knowing that the folks at the Saber,” a smirk started to form at one end of his mouth,
“don’t sunbathe, or,” that ‘or’ carried a humoured tone, as he glanced sidelong at Valery,
“wear bikinis?”
The sudden, postulating thought of
Dhalinar Greystar
in a two piece had him snickering silently for a moment. He looked ahead again as his amusement cooled and they cleared the handful of steps.
"That's interesting,” he turned to face her after mounting the last step, walking backward for a few paces, to get a
real good look at her,
“and I got another couple days to kill. Can't help wondering what kind of company I'll have.” Rik swallowed the grin that smirk had morphed into as he whirled back around and they walked up to their destination; he raised a hand to the barkeep, Azuri, in greeting on the approach.
“Alright,” he replied to her picking up the first round,
“beer's always first,” Rik informed - start with the objectively ‘worst’ tasting thing, work your way up.
“Thinking... ever heard of Arkanian Sweet Milk? Mead. So, Arkanian bees, Arkanian honey.” A succinct explanation. Leave it to the Arkanians to engineer frost and freeze-resistant bees. Rik leaned against the bar counter, leaving himself half-turned towards Val.
“A brewery down the far end of the beach does business with an Arkanian apiary, and they give us a pretty nice ‘Arkanian’ honey ale with that honey.”
Azuri, picking up on this, interjected, looking from one of them to the other,
“Two Beached Arkanians, then?” Rik looked from the barkeep to Valery,
“That work for you?”