honey bear

Corbie chuckled. "It is rather plain isn't it? I suppose that's why it's called a plain, though. It's a pleasure to meet you, Artisan." Carefully pulling the sterilized bottles out of the water, she lined them up. "This cider is a little new for drinking, but I have some older bottles here too if you want to try some." She reached into the cache behind her and pulled out a bottle, offering it to him. "It might at least make the territory more bearable. Could you tip that jug for me, first? I'll hold the bottles while you pour into them? This part would be a bit more difficult if you tried the mead first," she added teasingly.