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[closerift]

This is Inquis - ah, Cecily Trevelyan. Old habits, you know. Anyhow, I thought we could all use a bit of a break from the fairly consistent dread, and... having family and friends just up and vanish, so I've decided to have a bit of a get-together. Wicked Grace, a few drinks, conversation... that sort of thing. So long as we're all decided, for the entirety of the event, to maintain a kind of happy ignorance of the dire situation we're all facing.

[ It's not too much to ask to have one evening of not worrying about the horrors that might soon wander out of the caves, right? Right?? ]

Let's say... four days from now, at the end of the week. Come to the second spiral, 1502. No one is allowed to be morose.

[ What else? ]

Mm... right. You don't need to respond if you'd rather just show up, but it'd be helpful to at least have some idea of how many to expect.

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[closerift]

There was a bar gifted to us by Delight - the god, you know. After that was blown up, someone began a... Speakeasy, I believe she calls it.

[ A totally normal series of events to describe to someone. ]

As to where it comes from... I think someone may be making it, but I can't say for sure.

[nonscriptum]

A speakeasy? Is this 1923? [Of course she, of the glowing hand mark, would not know. Her world is considerably different. Nate waves a hand.] ...don't answer that.

So the idea is to drink hooch of an unknown origin?

[What could be suspicious about that?]

[closerift]

I think the year is up for debate, actually.

[ There's nothing called a 'speakeasy' in Thedas, anyhow. ]

Or you could do your research, if that makes you feel better. Having drunk it myself, I can only offer my own experience in having not died after consumption.

[nonscriptum]

That's reassuring.

[Surprisingly, he's not being facetious. Nate's indulged in all kinds of beverages in the past and none of them have killed him yet, so it might be worth it to see what's what.

It'll get rid of some free time, at any rate.]

...you ever had raki? Found a bottle of it in one of the ruins.

[closerift]

Raki? I don't think so. But, if you found it here, I'd be careful.

[ She doesn't go on to offer the example that she'd eaten tainted meat once, had transformed into a monster, and had had to be killed in a fire. ]

Have you tried it yet?

[nonscriptum]

...yeah.

[With an iron stomach Nate's never been too worried about what he eats or drinks, except for that one time he swilled a mouthful of hallucinogens from the water supply of an ancient city and suddenly everyone's face was on fire.

But, you know. Isolated event.]

Tastes about as I'd expect, no weird side-effects.

[closerift]

That's good to hear.

[ If he turns into a wendigo because he's accidentally drunk... blood, or something, then they can handle that when it happens. ]

You're welcome to bring some of it, then, so long as no weird side-effects appear between now and then.