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[general_ginseng]

The change from grubby convict to tidy Earth Kingdom gentleman is instantaneous, now that Iroh knows to expect it. He takes a seat halfway between the piano and the fireplace before imagining up a tea set and a bowl of rice. Just rice. Which really isn't odd, as far as anyone here knows

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[nightwatchwolf]

Don't mind the golden wolf watching him from halfway across the room, her ears pricked forward in interest as his hand ignites. She actually could be mistaken for a large dog rather than a wolf - she must be a dog, because really, when do you ever find wolves in inns?

She looks somewhere between interested and concerned by the fire. Wizards. Just what they need more of around the Inn.

[general_ginseng]

Except that this is a man whose lives in a world where fox spirits are librarians, and who has rather personal knowlege of the world of spirits himself.

Thus the polite nod to the golden wolf, and the addition of a shallow bowl to the tea set.

"I do not know if wolves here drink tea, but if you do, then please feel welcome to join me," he says as he sets the heated teapot on the stand, and sets the candle underneath on fire with a flick of his finger.

[nightwatchwolf]

Angua is rather surprised at the courtesy. It's not something she often get - she's more likely to get people making sure they carry around a piece of silver on their person, just in case.

The wolf in her would rather have a raw steak than a bowl of tea. The human in her decides she's going to act like a civilized person and have the tea, damn it. She'd shift back to her human shape to do it - she's away from the windows, not in direct moonlight - but that would leave her naked, not something she's particularly keen on down here with people who aren't Carrot around.

She rises to her feet and pads over to sit down at a spot on the floor near him but not so near as to make him nervous, she hopes - even people who don't think she's going to rip their throat out seem to get edgy around werewolves. They imagine there's something vicious about wolves, when really, it's the human you've got to worry about.

[general_ginseng]

He doesn't seem nervous.

And for the record, he would not object at all to the nudity. At all.

"I see you have been touched by the moon spirit," he says, conversationally, as he prepares the tea.

It's almost a glow, fainter than the one that the girl at the North Pole had, but still there.