"Stop delaying Director Fenrir," Dahlia told the woman as she handed Dahlia a coffee mug with whiskey. Even while holding it away from her face she could smell the strong, almost overpowering smell.
"I am not delaying Dahlia, I am just… building up the courage." Fenrir declared as she sat down in her own seat after handing the High Priestess another mug with whiskey. The High Priestess smelled it and then held it away.
The mar'talic and other Victorium races had varying opinions on alcohol and other substances of similar style. But they were a gray area for them so it was perfectly fine for humans to still sell and participate in alcohols and drugs that were not illegal in the human territories.
"You are right about favoritism, I have been taking you off missions specifically to protect you. As for handing them to Jace, well that is something else entirely." Director Fenrir started off.
