More fun with Sethyas's magnificent attempts at coffee brewing. Hooray!
That said, good on Falco for appreciating a nice dark roast. I too like my coffee darker than Nocturnal's night. Can't make a good Ristretto if it's cut with milk or cream. Falco's speech through the preparation process is a nice bit of insight into the man's philosophy. I can just imagine Carnius trying to rush the process to extract the coffee as quickly and in as much volume as possible, only to have a ruined product and scalded taste buds to show for it.
Some nits:
QUOTE(Black Hand @ Jun 30 2013, 12:37 PM)
I finished my lonely requiem for Coventia, when I saw the shadows being cast from the rising sun behind us. The whole experience was a very dark one for me, and my life was a series of dark events, it seemed. It was hard not too focus on them, being that the whole reason for my exile was the knowledge I had gained in the Ald-Ruhn marketplace. Yet, I still lived and breathed. In a way, that was enough. One of the more grim assassins in the Morag Tong used to tell us that to see the face of your victim after the deed was done, should be an uplifting experience. It meant you were alive, and had survived the encounter. I just couldn’t see things in that light right now. Too me, it was just another brick added to the burden I carried.
The highlighted "too's" show where a few too many o's were added improperly to some "to's". Namely, in the infinitive usage ("I want
to run away.") and the prepositional usage ("I gave a birthday gift
to me.") use only the one 'o' "to." Since you use it properly elsewhere in the post, as well as the otherwise appropriate use of "too" for the accompaniment usage and adverb-of-excessiveness usage, I think it's an error in muscle memory of double-tapping the "O" key on your keyboard or your auto-correct playing mean mind games on you, like a legendary Daedric quill that gets sent by the Madgod.
There are others in the rest of the post, I just thought I'd point it out so you can go a-hunting for warward "o's" and harvest them before you run out.
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High stakes cultural discomfort, hilariously expressed.