"It is plentiful here. Coffee, now- or chocolate? Would make the chill bearable. Come the summer I shall have to see what I can do to make Orzata, or perhaps Aqua Dolce." He sighs, faintly homesick as he sips his tea, letting the warmth settle what the mulled wine stirred to the surface.

"Mm? Ah, it is a little hard spice about the size of a coin- it looks very much like a flower with five to eight points and smells of licorice. A delightful addition to mulled wine, spiced tea, or any number of dishes." Anything rich and warm that stuck to the bones.