Eastern Concoctions

Eastern drink is not for those Westerly cowards who cling to their hop-water brews. Never in a lifetime or cycle of the triad would such week, frothy-pillow-like brew do good for the sailors, dockhands, and would-be rapists of Miruvhor. They need such lists as what I have included here.

And think you that the elves have some secret powerbrew, then think again. They make only poison, which is the weak stuff of the likes of juice wines and things with a water base. Grow up! This is a world full of strife, combat it with at least a little effort!

Moatsap -- 440 PC, earliest bottling. Based by fishoil and water, strained in the glorious Miruvhor moat. A pure water cleansed by runoff topsoil from Outlands and chaos-tainted sands in the desert (oh, we say chaos tainted to make it sound better. It is just sand, do not be silly). When right, has a gray pigment which separates from a small bit of water which pools at the top. A terrible Moatsap will have sand in it. Pitch it to the dogs if you feel it in your teeth!

Snakeblood -- 200 PC, earliest sample. Just that: the blood of a snake, with the oils separated. Sip or scrap the water off the top as it settles in the goblet. Do not leave the brine at the bottom! That is the heaviest of the toxins of the snake's remains: boiled venoms and meat.

Goberry -- 338 PC, found a Decobrian bottle unopened. Made of the sweat of slaves in Xymerria and Underdark berries which no longer grow on the known path. A haughty Drow told me it was lethal to any non-Drow. I drank anyway, and for it I discovered its make, recorded here for you, dear drunkard. Saltwater and extract of Goberry, the extinct plant. Prepare for agony.

Caranduin Temper -- 92 BC, seal on the bottle was broken. Drank it anyway. Rich aged rot-vegetation from pre-cataclysm forests. Exotic seed, and no fruit, for I despise fruit and would have detected it! Hallucinogenic. Contained fish oil, vanilla, and water as well.

Icewine -- Unknown, flows from the earth. Cannot be copied in a distillery, frustrating! The earth forms it, deep-crust minerals blended with natural frozen ice water. Stings like death and holds a beautiful indigo tint. No oils, no vegetation. Mysterious.

Dragonpiss -- 20 PC, earliest bottle. Suicidal warriors fighting the Nameless did not burn the foes they killed. They squeezed them into submission, and Miruvhor danced in the excrement of hundreds of their dead monstrous foes, heads and body parts made into decorative strings along the walls. Their fluids distilled into mind destroying concoctions, the sons and daughters of Decobru made their great parties on the nights of their victories. These drinks are all but gone, to my knowledge.

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