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* {{com|drink}}: You take a sip of the tipple. Bleh! Water would be better than this sweet stuff!
* {{com|drink}}: You take a sip of the tipple. Bleh! Water would be better than this sweet stuff!
: You make a gurgling sound in the back of your throat. It's rather uncomfortable.
: You make a gurgling sound in the back of your throat. It's rather uncomfortable.
* {{com|drink}}: You take a sip of the tipple. What is this stuff? It tastes as sweet as raw sugar and as frothy as the ocean.
: You blush and babble a few incoherent words, looking foolish but sincere.

Latest revision as of 22:10, 20 January 2022

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glass of taffelberry tipple
Look: You see nothing unusual.
Weight: 1 stones
Metal: Unknown
Uses: 9
Appraised Cost: Unknown
Properties:
  • This item is a drink.
Dimensions: 2 length x 1 width x 1 height
Sources: Source is Taffelberry Hall, Ain Ghazal Estate Holder Club

Described as Halfling-picked taffelberry tipple.

Taste

This drink has multiple possible taste variations per beverage:

  • DRINK: You take a sip of the tipple. Sheer annoyance at the idiot that created this drink suddenly overcomes you.
You whine and complain, probably annoying anyone within earshot.
  • DRINK: You take a sip of the tipple. You suddenly see tarts with vicious teeth surrounding you and getting closer!
You gasp in terrified panic, trembling and flailing your arms about!
  • DRINK: You take a sip of the tipple. Bleh! Water would be better than this sweet stuff!
You make a gurgling sound in the back of your throat. It's rather uncomfortable.
  • DRINK: You take a sip of the tipple. What is this stuff? It tastes as sweet as raw sugar and as frothy as the ocean.
You blush and babble a few incoherent words, looking foolish but sincere.