Why? I need to know that I haven't lost my good taste.
[ Too many other things have been lost. The loss of his weapons is frustrating, the dulling of his senses unsettling, and even his missing friends ... well. They'll be fine, probably, assuming they don't get killed or arrested. If it's between a city of terrible alcohol or his tastebuds being ruined, he'll accept a city of terrible alcohol. But how can he confirm? How?
He shakes the bottle; it fizzes ominously. The pungent scent of artificial lemonlime wafts. It's like no dew that he's even gazed upon in the morning when traveling through some cool mountains. ]
This is important. Important. You have to let me know if this is actually normal or not.
[ And—misery loves company? Be miserable with him. It's fun (it isn't). ]
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[ Too many other things have been lost. The loss of his weapons is frustrating, the dulling of his senses unsettling, and even his missing friends ... well. They'll be fine, probably, assuming they don't get killed or arrested. If it's between a city of terrible alcohol or his tastebuds being ruined, he'll accept a city of terrible alcohol. But how can he confirm? How?
He shakes the bottle; it fizzes ominously. The pungent scent of artificial lemonlime wafts. It's like no dew that he's even gazed upon in the morning when traveling through some cool mountains. ]
This is important. Important. You have to let me know if this is actually normal or not.
[ And—misery loves company? Be miserable with him. It's fun (it isn't). ]