"Zarek, what do you think of Zyda?" He asked, casting his friend a meaningful look. He crossed his legs under the table surrounded by four neat wooden chairs.
On the chair rested two teacups and a medium-sized teapot. The atmosphere looked friendly yet awkward. Zarek sipped some tea from his cup trying to calm the nervousness that gnawed him. He had invited his long time friend, Hylie for a chat. But things weren't as they were before. None had a particular topic to talk about and it was like two strangers trying to get along.
Elegantly placing the teacup on the saucer, Zarek lied, "Nothing, I just think she'll make a perfect leader....as an Elementalist, of course."
