It had been a long day, and you were looking to rest and unwind at the flagship. You walk through the center of Nasha town, heading down a flight of stairs and pushing open the doors to the flagship. The bar is bustling with activity; folks are drinking, bantering, and enjoying their night. You head over, taking a seat by the bar. You are about to order from the menu when Flins sits down beside you, holding out a wine glass, offering you a taste of his wine.

"I quite liked this one. Mayhaps, you'd like it? It comes from Mondstat."