The Notes of the Citadel

[Lord Oswyn Baratheon]

"A horn of dark ale to start." Tybalt said with a knowing smile, curious how long it would take the girls to piece things together.

[The Smith]

Joss served them both with a smile, and then looked at Tyana, "And for the pretty lady?"

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"what would you recommend?" Tyana asked, leaning back slightly, just about managing not to blush, "I am not sure what is best."

[The Smith]

"We have a local spirit called Longmoss that will make you breath fire." Joss smiled wickedly as he suggested it.

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"I'm a Lion, not a dragon," Tyana said and narrowed her eyes, "but why not, a day of firsts all round." she was fairly sure she would regret it, but today had been bad, and she may aswell.

[The Smith]

Joss removed a clay jug from underneath the bar, and two mugs. He filled both of them, and put the jug on the bar. Then he lifted the black liguid to his mouth and took a long sip. His face contorted afterward then he smiled, "thats good."

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"looks like it," Tyana said, not sounding convinced and eying the drink warily. She picked it up, gave it a small sniff and then took a drink.

[The Smith]

The taste of fire from haevy alcohol was there, but also some seasoning that really deepened the taste, making it rather unique.

Joss winked at her as she swallowed.

[Lord Oswyn Baratheon]

Tybalt drank deep from his horn of ale with eyes full of mirth. He had spent too many nights out with Joss in the embrace of the fickle mistress Longmoss. Trekking up the seemingly endless steps of the Hightower afterwards was always an ordeal.

"So which instruments will you be playing for us in the band tonight?" he asked Joss, with a devilish grin. "I have lost too much coin in wagers to play the guessing game."

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Tyana coughed a bit as the strong drink went down her throat, only made worse by joss winking at her. She went immediately pink as she felt the burn, not used to alcohol at all, let alone strong alcohol.

"That was... Different," she breathed out, giving another small cough.

[The Smith]

Joss smiled, "I can not tell if you like it or hate it." He shrugged, "We will see." Then looking at Tybolt he said, "I think I am sitting out tonight, but once I have a drunk or two I may change my mind."

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"I shall let you know if I like it or hate it, when I regain my sense of taste. I think I once stripped paint with this." she said and wrinkled her nose, "Or rather had someone else strip it."

[The Smith]

Joss laughed, "I am surprised you know anything about paint at all."

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"I would like to think a lot of what I know would surprise you." Tyana said with a grin and took another drink, wondering just how alcoholic it was.

[The Smith]

Joss chuckled, "A less gallant man would take that a way I do not think you meant it."