You and your party are traveling through the woods on a well worn path and you begin to hear in the distance laughing, singing, music playing and the normal commotion from a tavern. As you get closer, you see that there are many goblins, orcs, kobolds, knolls, bugbears, lizardmen, etc. (add as many other races as you like), all around a few open fire pits, crude open tents like those you see at vendor stalls and wagons full of various sized barrels. No weapons seem to be present and everyone seems to being getting along and enjoying themselves. You get up the nerve to go into the area and you are welcomed by a huge minotaur and he asks if you are the judges for the brewing competition. If you respond with a "no", then he just askes you to join them for a drink.... If you respond with a "yes", then what kind of alcohol is there...
1. Who made it?
2. What is it called?
3. What does it look like? Smell like?
4. What is the taste?
5. What effect does it have on you? DC/ Con check?
Post by Quincy Quietfoot on Feb 18, 2020 22:13:53 GMT
1. Hobgoblins 2. Crooked Tooth 3. It's this opaque brown slurry and it smells like peat moss and sour milk. 4. Walnuts.... after they've been ground up, soaked until moldy, and left to ferment. 5. Induces a euphoric state where one sees themselves, presumably from the future, to pass on a helpful message. DC 18 Con check; on a success they remember the trip, on a fail it has no effect or they pass out. 6. Walnuts are ground up, soaked until moldy, and left to ferment.
Post by DM Onesie Knight on Feb 22, 2020 2:00:43 GMT
Ooh! Ooh! I used something in my game that would be great for this!
It is a highly expensive, top-shelf liquor produced by (1) Dwarven brewers, distillers, and mages of the highest caliber, and it is called (2) Balor's Breath. It comes in a spherical bottle of darkened glass with a tall stem, and it is gilded with an elegant framework of gold and semiprecious stones. It is stoppered with a golden model of a goat skull, and is always sold and presented on a red velvet pillow. The drink itself is (3) bright and clear, catching the light in a way that seems to make it faintly glow like a finely cut diamond. It smells like a harsh north wind in the dead of winter, armed with a knife. It tastes (4) like the white-hot fire of burning magnesium.
It starts (6) as a humble grain alcohol, not unlike moonshine or un-aged whiskey, but it is distilled five times (once for each braid in Moradin's beard), and with each distillation the aforementioned mages weave magic and chant prayers of purity and potency. The true claim to fame for Balor's Breath is that the finished product has an alcohol content by volume of 110% ; that is, 10% more alcohol per ounce than an equal volume of pure ethanol.
Drinking a shot requires a brave heart, tough stomach, and strong liver. One must (5) make a DC19 CON save or choke on its majesty. Those who succeed the save feel an immediate upswelling of confidence and may experience fleeting visions of profound enlightenment which can never quite be remembered or put into adequate words. Nonetheless, their WIS score increases by 1d4, in addition to the normal effects of alcohol, for 1 hour. Those who fail are stunned by the visions, unable to take any actions other than dazed speech for 1d10 rounds. Whatever the result, the imbiber's eyes will faintly glow for a minute.
I had a perfect moment when I introduced this. It cost 200gp per shot, and a player bought two for a pair of scholars in the tavern as a way to curry favor. One of them passed and the other failed. See if you get the reference: the one who failed said "I saw... a trillion different realities... folding onto each other like thin sheets of metal... forming a single blade..." The other replied, "Yes, yes, the time knife, we've all seen it."
One of my most favorite characters that I ever played was a Dwarven Brewer named Daxial Redhammer, hence my profile name a pic. He started with a family ale and his father's recipe book in his back story. The last recipe was for an ale that no one ever made and he did not have the right ingredients for it and that is where his adventuring began. After about a year of the campaign, he finally gathered everything needed and made a batch. To everyone's surprise it was the best ale that the entire village had ever had. (Never made any stats for it, that was not how my DM played). So Dax decided to take the casks of ale to local taverns to sell and started his new business selling Redhammer Ale. Over the course of the following 10 years, he traveled to distant lands selling his ale and learning new recipes to expand his business. He also learned how to make spirits to expand his company to Redmamer's Ale & Spirits. To ensure that every different drink was served correctly, he had a gnomish wizard make a portable cooler that would keep his mugs and glasses cold until he served them. One of his traveling friends was a hunter and chef so they went on the road selling their ales and spirits along with local BBQ. A true pop up party where ever travelers could be found. This is kind of where I got the idea for the above scenario.
1. Who made it? The legendary dwarf Gimdal, his clan name is unkonwn
2. What is it called? Gimdal's Grog
3. What does it look like? Smell like? It comes in a variety of colors and consistencies, but it all smells the same. A crisp odor as if a stone had just been split beneath your nose.
4. What is the taste? It is as if the most pure water that has ever existed crossed your lips, and the smoothness is practically divine.
5. What effect does it have on you? DC/ Con check? The grog gives temporary hit points if consumed in moderation. Drinking too much will lay a person flat for some time.
6. How is it made? What are the ingredients? What people haven't realized is that Gimdal is actually a dwarven cleric, who uses whatever liquid is available. He uses a specialized version of purify food and drink that he has been perfected for many years.
Anything else? I did this with a character I was playing, and started out with a keg here and a keg there until I had made a name for myself and my grog.