Well, there's a decent selection of teas I like, but whether that will impress you is another matter.
[Unlikely, especially if Lorenz is fussy that all these Avalon teas are unlike anything he likes to drink back home. He leads him up the stairs and into the treehouse proper, which is more spacious than one might expect for a residence literally built into a tree.
At the same time, since he's the only one living there now, it's about as messy as his room back at the monastery. Books litter every surface, unfinished maps of uncharted territory to the northeast of the island are lying around, and the table is taken up by potions, empty vials, and a mixture of various ingredients. The only sign that anyone might've lived there at all is a dagger hanging from one of the walls, which is big enough in human hands to be more like the full length of a sword.]
Uh... Welcome to my humble abode! Go ahead and make yourself comfortable.
[He realises he's about to get a dreaded Lorenz lecture at the sight of his brand of organised chaos, so he hastily gathers up the potion-making equipment from the table so Lorenz at least has somewhere to sit.]
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[Unlikely, especially if Lorenz is fussy that all these Avalon teas are unlike anything he likes to drink back home. He leads him up the stairs and into the treehouse proper, which is more spacious than one might expect for a residence literally built into a tree.
At the same time, since he's the only one living there now, it's about as messy as his room back at the monastery. Books litter every surface, unfinished maps of uncharted territory to the northeast of the island are lying around, and the table is taken up by potions, empty vials, and a mixture of various ingredients. The only sign that anyone might've lived there at all is a dagger hanging from one of the walls, which is big enough in human hands to be more like the full length of a sword.]
Uh... Welcome to my humble abode! Go ahead and make yourself comfortable.
[He realises he's about to get a dreaded Lorenz lecture at the sight of his brand of organised chaos, so he hastily gathers up the potion-making equipment from the table so Lorenz at least has somewhere to sit.]