Zegerus looked at Telo as If to ask 'is she drunk?' smiled, then looked at the cups of liquid. He took one, and smelt it. It was an incredible mixture of the best elvish wine and the strongest dwarven ale! It was intoxicating, the mere smell was making him tipsy. "and- why shouldnt we look at someone while drinking this?" he asked aloud. Was it a potion? Magic? He lowered it, awaiting someone else to drink.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>