The heavy wooden beer mug as big as a human head took Belengar some effort just to hold steady with one hand, while Tishaya simply had to use both hands to cradle it.
And in the Investigation Team, these beer-filled mugs were basically all being held one in each hand by people like Belengar.
The people here have such a high average level of physical fitness! Is it because they eat too well?
Tishaya was sitting by the stone slab bar of the Weapon and Mountain Cat Pavilion.
The whole slab of stone had been roughly turned into both bar counter and cooking counter, and stone blocks were shaved flat to serve as stools.
Clearly this was a setting completely at odds with the Female Warlock's usual refined and luxurious habits, yet paired with the sea breeze of the New Continent's night and the fresh grassy tang wafting over from the Ancient Tree Forest, somehow everything felt very comfortable.
