18.Jun.21, 11:18 PM
And then there was news of the gold candidates getting poisoned and word on the grapevine was that K'tir's daughter had been in that bunch and hadn't recovered. So Je'ler had delayed trying to check on him even more, because what could he say? He'd seen how his father had been affected by his mom's death, he couldn't imagine how it would feel to lose a child that he was close to.
Je'ler did know booze though, and he knew about what K'tir liked, so he'd been working on a new blend that he thought would be appreciated. He got up and grabbed the wineskin that he'd set aside specifically for the brownrider and tucked it away in his bag before heading out to the ledge where Isper was already waiting.
It was a quick glide down before he was hopping off and Isperinath paced around to cuddle in against Ghaeth's side, giving him a soft chirp in greeting. Je'ler cleared his throat and said, "Hey, figured you could use something so I brought you some wine." He plopped down to sit next to K'tir, pulling the wineskin out of his bag and gently nudging the man's arm with it. "I think you'll like it. It's a blend, mostly red, little bit of white, some spice and fruit." He paused a moment, unsure of what else to say really before just asking, "So how are you holding up?"