Tikkle shrugs. "Illusion? Eh. Worst case is a bad trip." He takes a swill of it just as Gashka gets up.
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Flynt has no words as Tikkle and Terra both drink with little thought. His palm just meets his face.
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After taking a swig of the ale, you catch a hint of.....sea breeze.
Nancy'e eyes went wide for a moment, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you were Adventurer's. Let me explain my dear, I'm an retired Travelling Alchemist, much like your young friend there." She pointed at Chris, "Anyway, I brew a specialty ale that not only tastes fantastic, but also bares a hint of the scent you favor most in the world. Like for me, it's cinnamon."
She takes a slight step back while still looking a little doubtful, "Oookaayyy then, that seems a little strange...but makes sense in a drawing in more customers kind of way. If people associate something they like with what you sell, you sell more. I guess that makes sense." Her muscles relax only slightly as she still feels very wary of the whole situation. She looks from Chris to Nancy, "Hhmmm....well, since it's just that I'll go back and let them know it's not someone trying to knock us unconscious or anything. It's weird....I didn't notice any particular smell when you brought them. I guess I'm just too focused on being leery of strangers and keeping us from getting dead to pay attention to the way things smell. Sorry for the....misunderstanding."
"It's okay, that reaction happens more often than you think with Adventurer's. Being a little paranoid is healthy in that line of work. Just remember, don't let it overwhelm you." Nancy said. She took one step away before turning back around, "Oh, and the reason you didn't smell anything, is because you didn't taste it." With that, she headed to the back again.
She shakes her head, "Seems pretty dangerous to me...handing folks stuff like that without them knowing what you're about. I've already had a bit to drink, maybe I'll lay off a bit. No telling when we're gonna be set upon again anyways." Still shaking her head she walks back to the table, "It's okay, nothing harmful. Just something to make you think you smell your favorite scent or whatever. It's okay, I think I've had enough anyways. I don't need to be completely doused out of my gourd."
"Sound advice," Chris says, looking at the tankard. "I don't recall what my favorite scent is anyway."
"Freshly cut mint," Renard reminds Chris.
"Ah, yes...mint," Chris muses.
She looks over at Flynt, "Oh that's an easy one, the smell of his folks bakery...but, I wouldn't want my ale tasting like baking treats. That would just be.....weird." She makes kind of a face as she goes to sit down next to Tikkle again, "Sorry, didn't mean to run off like that but....oh, you already tried some of it I see. Well should have known you wouldn't be able to turn down a free drink, at least it wasn't poisoned. What do you think about it?"
She thinks for a moment, "Or was it that it just smelled like your favorite thing? I don't know...still a little weird for me. I can see how it would bring in business though."
"Aw, f%%! it. I'll try it." Flynt takes a drink wondering what his favorite smell was. He had a few things in mind, strawberry perfume and a nice roasted garlic steak to name two.
"That's fantastic. Feels like I'm drinking on the bow of my own ship at sea. If I didn't have to get to the real thing soon I'd order another."
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She makes a face, "See.....like that. That's just so many different kinds of wrong and just gross. Ale should smell and taste like ale."
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Anyka just looks at the ale and shakes her head,"Nice trick, might rub the wrong person really badly one day."
"That's the weird thing. It does taste and smell like ale. But when you drink it, the smell makes you feel like you're drinking at a favorite place. Have some. It makes you feel at home."
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She shakes her head, "No thanks, I don't think so. The last thing I want right now is to be reminded of the one place that Id rather be than here and can't."
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Terra was enjoying her drink, the smile on her face indicated she was savoring the aroma she was smelling.
she has a rather mischievous or perhaps seductive grin as she takes another sip. glancing at Flynt after each sip.
Flynt looks up to see Terra grinning at him. He finishes his drink and puts his arm around her, kissing her on the cheek. "Let's get back to the ship."
Gashka looks at Terra and shakes her head, "Eww...okay I second that. Ready to go find this mysterious island love?" She asks as she looks over at Tikkle.
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Jin decides to forgo the strange drink. "Interesting idea, but I think it would be a bit off for anyone who's favorite smell isn't food."
She nods, "That too."
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Tikkle finishes the drink, slams the flagon on the table, and wipes the foam from his catlike maw. "Aye. Let's shove off." He adds a loud belch and reaches in his pocket to settle the bill
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Gashka just shakes her head and giggles slightly as she gets ready to leave with them.
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The server comes over and hands Tikkle the bill.
Once paid, the group heads back to the ship. Upon boarding, the crew starts to get busy making ready to leave. Jeggs up in the Crow's Nest, and judging from the strange smells from the hold, you suspect Tehanna was below whipping up who knows what.
Puzzled by the smell, Chris goes to look for Tehanna.
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Tired of running around, Renard finds a nice coil of rope, curls up and relaxes.
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Chris finds the Dark Elf in the wagon, mixing away with the alchemy set inside. Seeing her lover approach, Tehanna said, "Salve Chris, quid usque?"
Chris smiles, the sight of Tehanna improving his mood. "Non multa, sicut enavigare incipit. Huius tu laborantes in?"
Jin decides to forgo the strange drink. "Interesting idea, but I think it would be a bit off for anyone who's favorite smell isn't food."
at this Terra giggles a bit, just fine for me...
Terra takes her mug with her. just sniffing the remains of the contents.
she leaves an extra gold on the table.
Back on the ship, She looks at Flynt, you mind showing me some sailing tricks?
Jin decides to forgo the strange drink. "Interesting idea, but I think it would be a bit off for anyone who's favorite smell isn't food."at this Terra giggles a bit, just fine for me...
Terra takes her mug with her. just sniffing the remains of the contents.
she leaves an extra gold on the table.
Back on the ship, She looks at Flynt, you mind showing me some sailing tricks?
"Sure, let's go back to the cabin." Flynt replies giving Terra deep kiss.
Looking back down at her work, she added a few drops of some bluish liquid, then responded, "Quod nuper marito Pharnox faciebat adiuvare ad Piper."
Chris nods and watches Tehanna work.
Knowing that Tikkle is going to preoccupied for quite a while and not wishing to get in anyone's way she makes her way down to the galley.
Quickly, she added another powder.....
With a puff of ashen smoke that turned black, then pure white, then vibrant blue. When the smoke faded, the liquid inside the vial turned so clear that it became nearly invisible. Soon after, it crystallized into a pale blue powder. Tehanna squealed with delight, turned, threw her arms around Christophe's neck and kissed him. "Feci!"
"Gratulatione," Chris says, giving Tehanna a tender squeeze. "Euge, addo."
Chris nods knowingly. "Ea plus facturi estis?"
Tehanna went back to the table and looked inside a wooden box. Turning back to Chris, she said, "Puto ego possum saepius ... gravi. Ut rarissima substantiam capit."
"Quod est omnino necesse est?" Chris asks.
"Nisi ectoplasm nesciunt surgere a reliquiis custodia incorporea creatura. Quantum vadit creare forte aliquid posse." Tehanna responds. Pointing to one of the cupboards, she added, "Tu ingredieris illuc: et dum aliquandiu parare sequenti excludunt sulphur et mercurium?"
"Can you go in there and get some more sulfur and mercury while I prepare for the next batch?"
Not wanting to mess anything up in the kitchen for fear of the terrible wrath of sticks, she looks about for the cook without touching anything.
Gashka finds Sticks busy cooking some sort of stew that smelled absolutely divine. Looking up at her, he said, "Whatcha want Missy?"
Once again feeling a bit nauseated from the boat's movement she asks him, "Is there any way I can just get some bread and water? While I may get used to it one day, my stomach is not sure of this yet." She looks a little sick as she holds onto something for support.
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Letting out a long sigh of mild annoyance, Sticks turned and opened one of the cupboards. Pulling out a loaf of bread, he tore off a piece, filled a cup with water, then gave it to the Half-Orc. "Now, be off wit you, I've gotta meal to prep."
She looks at him with sad puppy eyes, "But.....but it's hard to walk around when it's moving. Can't I just sit at one a those tables over there? If I promise to stay outta your way? Pwease Mr. Sticks?" She gives him the most sorrowful expression she can.
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"Don't go pulling the 'big eyes' on me Missy. Only the Cap'n can use that, and that's because I let 'im. Now go sit and don't bother." Sticks replied.
Not feeling very well aids her in looking contrite as she nods and looks down. Turning to go sit at one of the tables she says a bit quietly, "Yes sir, sorry Mr. Sticks for bothering you." She sits quietly at the table and nibbles slowly and quietly on the bread while taking slow sips of water to settle her stomach. Being careful not to disturb him, she sits and watches Sticks as he goes about his business.
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Chris nods and goes to the cupboard. He retrieves the sulfur and mercury for Tehanna. and places them on the table.