The shallows of Torchline might have been balmy and mild year-round, but the deeper waters held cold currents indeed, and Hadama found the Deepfrost chill of these foreign waters was more exotic than truly uncomfortable.
Still, hot drinks were a novelty he was keen to experience, and even moreso once he understood that the chocolate that Melita had introduced him too had been melted into a drinkable form.
The mermanta swam slowly up to the edge of the water, a dark shape shot through with glittering traceries before he broke the surface into the bracingly chilly air. Slicking his steel-silver hair back, he caught the startled attention of a nearby cocoa vendor and soon was relaxing against the bank with his hands cradling a steaming paper cup, quietly savoring the rich, dark sweetness of the drink while he watched the drylanders go about their games with silent interest.
Still, hot drinks were a novelty he was keen to experience, and even moreso once he understood that the chocolate that Melita had introduced him too had been melted into a drinkable form.
The mermanta swam slowly up to the edge of the water, a dark shape shot through with glittering traceries before he broke the surface into the bracingly chilly air. Slicking his steel-silver hair back, he caught the startled attention of a nearby cocoa vendor and soon was relaxing against the bank with his hands cradling a steaming paper cup, quietly savoring the rich, dark sweetness of the drink while he watched the drylanders go about their games with silent interest.
