Wardrobe

Villager: James

Ilma took up the tea with delicate care, relishing in the appearance first he brought it close to breathe in the subtle fragrance and then took a sip before responding, "A spear this time around, making use of some of the over abundance of neurotoxin producing coral in the local biosphere."

He settled the tea down and leaned back in his chair so he could get a better look at James, "What have you been up to since dinner? You weren't out in the garden after dark again were you?"

He looks up from his blueprints with a smile, "Oh James, thank you very much." He rolled up the weapon schematics and his drafting pens to make way for the tray.