Wearing a devilish grin, Sylvie shot back, "Oh, this isn't just any ordinary booze, Aditya. This is 'Elven Elixir', a special brew from my home village. It's a product of years of dark elven wisdom and craft."
Intrigued by the sound of it, Alicia leaned in closer, eager to learn more about this mysterious drink. "Elven Elixir? That sounds quite interesting. What's so special about it?"
Sylvie picked up the cue, her eyes sparkling with an endearing mix of pride and nostalgia. "Well, Elven Elixir is not your everyday alcohol. It's an intricate blend of rare, potent herbs, magical fruits, and crystal-clear water from the sacred springs in our village. It takes months to brew and mature into its final glorious form. It smells slightly of herbs, not too overpowering but just enough to tease your senses."
"And the taste?" Amber interjected, her curiosity piqued.
