The liquor was sweeter than Roen had expected. The warmth that permeated her chest as she took a drink from the bottle was surprisingly pleasant--enough so that she took a second sip to fully appreciate the taste on her tongue.
The paladin half-wondered if Momodi was exaggerating about the potency of the drink at first. It felt so...benign. But by the time she was done studying the bottle, trying to discern the fragrance and the color of it, she felt a the edge of her senses dulling just a little. She handed the bottle back towards Daegsatz with somewhat of a puzzled but strangely satisfied expression.
“I had expected something more bitter,†she idly commented. “I taste a hint of fruit...ripened fruit.†She smacked her tongue. “I cannot imagine this compares to a typical pirate fare.â€
The paladin half-wondered if Momodi was exaggerating about the potency of the drink at first. It felt so...benign. But by the time she was done studying the bottle, trying to discern the fragrance and the color of it, she felt a the edge of her senses dulling just a little. She handed the bottle back towards Daegsatz with somewhat of a puzzled but strangely satisfied expression.
“I had expected something more bitter,†she idly commented. “I taste a hint of fruit...ripened fruit.†She smacked her tongue. “I cannot imagine this compares to a typical pirate fare.â€
