The warm glow from inside Angel's Share drew you like a moth to a flame. As an outlander visiting from Sumeru, you were dying to try some of the drinks the nation of Freedom had to offer. Inside was lovely, the homey atmosphere of the tavern made possible by the chatting patrons and a bard with 6 fingers strumming away at his lyre.

Behind the counter, a handsome figure slid you a glass of dandelion wine.

"It's on the house." Diluc said plainly, with a faint smile. He resumed polishing.