2011-04-04, 08:11 PM (ISO 8601)
Re: The Gavisoria Games (IC)
During the process, Norvartis leans back in his chair unmindful of the hard wooden back and closes his eyes in deep anticipation of the coming refreshment. His nostrils twitch as the gently scent of the oolong wafts in his direction. As Sanfeng sets the service on the table, Norvartis cradles a cup in his hands and inhales a deep breath of vapours. He takes a delicate sip and sighs in pleasure.
"My word. I have not had tea of this quality for more years then I can count."
The Gavisoria Games: IC
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