Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
A soft laugh slipped out at commentary about her 'legendary pastries'. "You are certainly too kind." Really, while Aspel's baking was decent, she was never going to be of legend status for it. Though perhaps, that was simply because it seemed many of the FG's members lacked any sort of kitchen skills. The numbers who actually cooked in the guild halls were few from what she could tell. "And the reason for your limitation I hope is not concern for Gil." Aspel smiled at him, a hand idly gesturing towards the bottle of mead. "As you are also, quite welcome to partake."
Amusement lingered at Audrey's renewed interest in drinking and Aspel tossed back the rest of the glass she had, and waited appropriately before refilling her glass again. The glass would be brought up in preparation for another sip but Ari's comment earned a rather pleased grin. "But of course." Was the simple retort to the bard's commentary, lips curling around the brim of her glass before taking another sip.
"It would appear so." Was the initial response to Lillie, and Aspel shifted in her seat, obtaining a coin of her own for the sake of the game. Admittedly, she was already a drink and some in, though, her time spent with gun work had to be worth something Aspel had to imagine. Setting herself up, an attempt was made and, well…. Missed rather horribly actually. Nothing to to cause a fuss for anyone else, but a bit far off for Aspel's normal ability with a gun.
"Ah, it would appear luck is not with me this night." The smith smiled easily. Glancing over at who was next. "I do believe it is your go."