Xadira
Oh, most certainly, he chimes in, trying to move the conversation to more comfortable territory for him,
the kitchen here is house to all sorts of varieties, he adds, his red has gone down a little since you seem to have interest in his idea of tea.
Oh, no, it's nothing, just uh...the heat in here sometimes, he says, fanning himself for no reason.
But if you will allow me to escort you there we can discuss The Daggers...and uh...other things. In much more depth. You will be amazed at the selection here, they have Assam, Darjeeling, Congou, Dianhong, Kangra, Nepali, Wuyi, Yingdehong, and Nilgiri, he says, stopping to take a breath,
and that is just the black teas.
He continues to list teas and starts talking about the specific properties and flavors of each as he escorts you down to the dining hall for tea. This trip goes much the same way as the books as you walk down hallways filled with all sorts of old historical artifacts in glass cases, smaller side bookshelves with even more volumes of lore, and every manner of interesting thing you could think possible.
It takes a good two hours to get over to the dining hall which was only about 50 feet across the hall. He was just finishing up a very detailed explanation on how to steep tea properly and the health benefits of it as a surly half-orc holding a large try of food and ale. Bumps into the elf and spills food and drink upon his pristine blue robes.
Xalph apologizes profusely to the large half-orc and quickly casts a prestidigitation spell to clean himself and his robes. A gesture you know all too well.
Sorry, it can be a little rough around here at times, he says to you and soon finds you a nice side table to have a more detailed discussion over tea. He tries to steer the conversation to you at times, and your history. He has a few thinly veiled compliments he gives you and blushes red every time he does so.
OOC:
Through your discussion with Xalph you now also have advantage on any knowledge checks to do with the history and staff of The Daggers.