At the Mountains of the Moon...
Trece is able to get a farm helper that he knows to ferry the group across along with a load of resupply going to one of the market carts on the other side. The river crossing is quite pleasant.
Soon the group is in the Mountains of the Moon, an exquisite tea shop in The Canals. It is right out on a cobble stone street, the front of the store facing one of the finely bricked waterways that cuts through as one of the avenues for gondolas and canoes.
The hanging sign over the door has a beautiful wood carving that is painted with perfection, a three dimensional image of a magnificent mountain range with the moon hanging overhead in a starry night sky. The words are written in Zutaran.
Ra u nak is happy to meet everyone. He speaks fluent Yuoric.
The tea shop is immaculate and eclectic, a display of foreignness but welcoming and full of comfort. Downstairs sit mostly Sarcerans in fancy clothing styles of the east. They chatter away in Zutaran.
Ra u nak leads the group upstairs near a balcony with open shudders. It is quite a view overlooking the masterful canals.
Tea is served and it is like nothing ever tasted before. Full of flavor, refreshing, and perfect temperature. The first is of a burgundy hue. It is called
Mora Tup, translated
"Red Moon". The second batch has a green coloring. It is
Talacay,
"Late Morning". Both are delicious. The first brings a feeling of revitalization. The second invokes a noticeable tinge of euphoria.
Ra u nak takes some time to speak kindly and take the conversation where it may. He is a great conversationalist and has many wise stories. There is no real driving agenda of topics, rather it is a Seetan tradition, a slow time to exchange, relax, and indulge together in tea: one of the three greatest loves of the people of Nuuth Seeta.
OOC:
Leaving this open-ended. Picturing it as a time when the Yuorics might get familiarity with Trece. Use it however you like.