My brain is sadly too dead for fic reading or prompting right now, but here's a short silly moment from one of my current campaigns:
The party had just gotten a room in a tavern after a long journey. The party's rogue went to the bar and asked for the weirdest booze they had. I knew the town had pretty frequent trading with the nearby tritons, and that was pretty much the only trading partner this border town had. It'd be no fun to just go "yeah, here's some fancy wine and/or a mixed drink" so I...improvised.
Let's just say the night ended with everyone in the tavern getting high/drunk off minty glowy turquoise triton vodka and the rogue failed his constitution saving throw so bad he thought he had to swim up to his room. (Getting weird triton booze is now of course the party's main goal in any new tavern. This got real weird for the druid when she got her hands on the green stuff).
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The party had just gotten a room in a tavern after a long journey. The party's rogue went to the bar and asked for the weirdest booze they had. I knew the town had pretty frequent trading with the nearby tritons, and that was pretty much the only trading partner this border town had. It'd be no fun to just go "yeah, here's some fancy wine and/or a mixed drink" so I...improvised.
Let's just say the night ended with everyone in the tavern getting high/drunk off minty glowy turquoise triton vodka and the rogue failed his constitution saving throw so bad he thought he had to swim up to his room. (Getting weird triton booze is now of course the party's main goal in any new tavern. This got real weird for the druid when she got her hands on the green stuff).