|Look:||You see nothing unusual.|
|Appraised Cost:|| 187 Kronars|
|Dimensions:||2 length x 1 width x 1 height|
- DRINK: You take a sip of the grog. The taste is odd, almost bland, then the back of your head explodes and tiny winged wine bottles dance around you, singing off key. Your mind suddenly clears up and you feel terribly sober.
- As <Person> takes a drink, her eyes cross, then uncross, then re-cross. Finally, they take up residence somewhere in the middle, wobbling slightly. Linett shakes her head and you'd swear you can see faint wisps of steam coming from her ears!