The elf chuckled and placed a mug in front of Jules and continued with his fancy work, bringing two more liquids up to float around him as he started to combine them. "Your lack of specification leads me to chance at a little creativity." He said slyly, letting the liquids settle in the mug, filling it to the brim with a delightful looking blue drink.<br/><br/>Shelby's victory brought praise to her and fresh rounds of song and shouts. She was instantly popular, though perhaps for the wrong reasons. A couple of the drinker patrons would start putting the moves on her if she didn't move away from the eye of this man storm.