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WHO: Kain and OPEN
WHAT: Kain gets some very interesting whiskey to try out
WHEN: Now-ish
WHERE: Gallows dining area
NOTES: Firebreathing!!

It's one of those chilly nights that's better spent inside. Kain has been more or less stuck in the area since getting snowed in. Conditions around the city are improving, but it's still not great to return to the mountains. So, of course, it's time to bust out the strong drinks.

He's brought a few drinks of his own along this evening, including one that he'd picked up at some point during the travels to Nevarra. Labeled Dragongut alongside a drawing of a dragon, it was mysterious when he bought it, and it's just as peculiar now. Apparently it's some sort of whiskey though. He's got to admit, he's interested. So, he pours himself some, drinking it straight without mixing anything else in.

"Ah, that's... strong. Strong, but good..." He suddenly makes a face, eyes widening as he's hit with a weird indigestion sensation. There's no use holding it back for long. He gets up abruptly and backs away, opening his mouth wide as an impressive burst of flames very suddenly blasts out. The whole display only lasts a couple of moments at most, and fortunately doesn't catch anything... but it's definitely not an everyday sight in the gallows at dinner.

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Right, these are all very good (and adorable) things worth living for. Kain nods slowly, thinking that over.

"Carrying it may prove to be the greatest challenge, to be sure. Perhaps I'll end up putting a smaller amount into a more portable flask, something the size of a potion..." He muses, already getting ideas in mind for this. "There are situations where uncontrolled flames aren't such a bad idea, though... desperate situations. Besides, Inessa specializes in ice magic, so... with her around, the danger can be lessened."

"You might want to see if the liquid does anything to skin or clothes before you do that." Carver wonders if the drink itself, poured onto skin or anything, would be dangerous. Maybe not, but he sees it all too easily: the flask breaks, leaks onto skin and clothes, and something bad happens.

“Well, it’s not done anything to me internally as of yet, but… I guess you’re right. I can test that out easily enough, anyway.” He would undoubtedly be in pain right now if it were a problem, right? Right? He’s going to go with that. Still, who knows how it could react with other things… it’s better to completely understand what he’s dealing with, here.