F&Drink
F&Drink
It's the cook's night off. The meal of the day is beer. Lots of it.
Jacka's Salted Mead: Tastes like honey-cured bacon. Looks like foul pond scum.
Luiren's Best: A black-as-ink, very sweet stout. Brewed by a coastal clan of Luiren, Smokardin.
Milky Way Whisky - A light blue drink that tastes like very watered down, sweetened milk with a lot of
alcohol. Besides giving a quick buzz, it also gives bone, and thus teeth, a blue fluorescent glow for 1d4
hours.
The party just killed a red dragon and freed a town from it's tyranny. The cook wants to try his hand at
dragon prairie oysters for the community.
Aelfengrape Wine: This elven drink is extraordinarily potent but doesn't have a refined taste.
Inverted rum - when you drink it, every one around you in a 15 foot cube becomes drunk. This dose not
include yourself.
The Tavern menu has a 'Mystery Special'. When ordered it is a large stack of pancakes covered in various
fruit that looks like a big smiling face. When eaten the player is reminded of their
mother/father/paternal guardian.
Choke Ale: A nearly undrinkable goblin beverage made from fermented garlic. It is traditionally served
with chunks of garlic floating in the glass, hence the name.
An old, friendly sea-hag offers a free sample of stew, with more to come if the taster guesses the secret
ingredient. The stew gives a positive magical boon on a DC15 CON save and a negative effect on a failure.
Hell fire peppers: popular among teiflings as they can handle the intense spiciness of them. Warning:
extremely spicy.
Owlbear Brew: Cheap and disappointingly watery lager. Inexplicably, the label depicts an Owlbear with
massive breasts.
A section of giant spider leg that's been been battered and prepared with an accompanying sourweed
soup to dip it in. When a frequent taverngoer came across a nest of giant spiders and eradicated it with
fire, he offered the owner the corpses. The owner experimented and finally came to realize that, while
the abdomen was far too gamy, not to mention poisonous, the legs had a taste and texture similar to
crab.
Owlbear Premium Brew: A palatable lager that won't break the bank. The label depicts an Owlbear with
unfathomably large breasts and a paper party hat.
The new half-orc chef is preparing what he calls 'Woodman steaks' (It's Elf). It is similar to pork but lean
and with a mysterious, herbal flavor. The chef may approach the right party to 'procure other rare
meats'.
Borovian Wine: A rich blood red in colour, the bartender doesn't remember ordering it, but found it in
the cellar so figured he might as well sell it. Not suspicious at all.
Honey Pine Dew - An imported halfling mead, served in small cups. Very pleasant taste, cheap in halfling
towns, but expensive elsewhere.
Bronze Draconic Ale: Infused with coconut and pineapple. Smells like the sea.
Salty Dog Ale - A dark, rich brew that reminds you of the sea. Plopping in the shell of a sea snail for good
luck is customary, and adds a fitting salinity to the drink.
Brass Draconic Ale: Infused with agave; makes you slightly sleepy.
Dragon's eggs: eggs cooked with thin slices of beef and a little bit of cayenne. Salt and pepper according
to taste. Served in a bowl with dragons on it for pa-zaz!
Zombie Whiskey: An out-of-touch elf decided the undead were 'in vogue' this season and created this
whiskey from grains soaked in rotting carcasses. Tastes absolutely awful but somehow leaves the drinker
without a hangover.
Rats Piss: Served in goblin bars exclusively, in a stitched-up ratskin. Extremely powerful drink. It is
customary at goblin parties to 'drain the rat' by squeezing the skin dry in one go, similar to doing a yardie
at a 21st.
Black Midnight - A drink created by necromancers to honor fallen necromancers, Bitter with a touch of
rum. Those who drink it have nightmares of dying and spending an eternity rotting away inside a coffin.
This helps enforce necromancers to contemplate their own moralities.
The cauldron the size of the table is dropped in the table with no description. It is filled with 3 live
octopus, which will be perfectly cooked, after the party kills it themselves, of course.
Frost Giant's Kiss: A chilled shot that leaves your breath frosty for 12 hours.
Traffic Stop - Invented by a Diviner. Whenever a fight seems to be brewing, everyone orders a traffic stop.
It's a mug of 3 separate liquors that stay separated in their mug, all very strong.The goal is to drink it all
before the local police forces arrive.
Ice cream. Cooled by a business savvy winter wolf who is partners with the tavern's ex adventurer
owner.
Three-Ashes Tea: This beverage is a cold, bitter tea, said to aid in meditation. Popular with the Dustmen
in Sigil.
The Titans brew - A regular tasting ale served in an enormous cup, and after drinking it the receiver
grows a few inches.
500 year aged Owlbear cheese, served with Ancient Dwarven Wine. Bartender says that of you can eat
an ounce of each and keep it down, you'll get free bed, meal, and drink the rest of your life in the tavern.
Gold Draconic Ale: Infused with cinnamon, little gold flakes can be seen floating within. Causes the
drinker to belch small harmless flames for the next 5 minutes.
Buried Treasure - A single, very sweet, rather expensive hard candy is stuck to the bottom of a mug of
very hard liqour. Once you've drunk it all, you get a spoon to pull it off with.
Thinly sliced fruit slices covered in hardened sugar and topped with honey. DC 10 Con Save or +1
initiative -1 to all checks regarding stillness
Gerlach's Winery: A merlot grown by gnomes. They say the process with which they make this particular
merlot is actually a secret formula locked away in a vault guarded by two ogres too dumb to read but too
smart to turn down the gold the Gerlach family puts up for their services.
Dwarven Fire Water: Different from dwarvish whisky in that this is distilled in barrels that have to sit next
to one of the main weapons forges to absorb the heat of the flames and the bite of the blades. Not a
beginner's alcohol, as it's quite strong. Dwarves like to see humans try to drink it, only to leave coughing
and sputtering like it was their first drink.
Sweet, sweet hell: Roasted with onions and slathered with honey. Goes great with any meat.
Holy Springs Golden Ale: Claims to be made from water drawn from a sacred stream and then blessed by
a prophet of the gods. Everyone knows it's all bullshit but drink it anyway because it's super tasty.
Goblin Spit - whiskey and gin mixed with the barkeep's home-made mints. It tastes surprisingly good
despite its name. As is tavern tradition, a long-distance spitting competition occurs after every round.
Fried potatoes and lamb on a bed of fireroot leaves, covered in a spicy smolderberry sauce.
Smolderberries are rarely used in food due to their ashy taste and uncommon growing conditions, but
the tavern owner found a way to get ahold of them many years back, and has since taken the time to
figure out how to make their smoky flavor shine.
Dark Smoke Bourbon: The best bourbon can only be appreciated with a fine cigar. That's why every
bottle has a box included.
Inverted rum - when you drink it, every one around you in a 15 foot cube becomes drunk. This dose not
include yourself.
Roasted tarantula with hairs carefully singed off and fangs used as toothpicks.
Coffee: For those nights where you need to stay awake on guard duty.
Mordenkainen’s Magnificent Malt: A beer with just a lower alcohol percentage, for the adventurer that
expects he needs to be sober for the upcoming nights.
Mordenkainen’s Malificent Malt: A beer with an alcohol percentage similar to that of whiskey that has its
own plans for naive adventurers.
Elven Absinthe: With an herbal taste, one can easily see why it is a popular drink among the elves.
Drinkers take care, though, as it is much more potent than it seems.
Underdark Ale: It isn’t really from the Underdark, but the brewers figured the name would be eye-
catching (they weren’t wrong). It is a dark, potent Burton ale found in pretty much every tavern.
Goodberry Sangria: Delicious, nutritious, and pricey, this sweet concoction is a fan favorite.
Devil’s Blood Whiskey : Nobody knows whether there truly is devils’ blood in this aged whiskey or not…
but the feeling of fire in the chest definitely seems to support the claim.
Draconic Ale: A strong but rather basic ale; there are 10 additional varieties of it based on the chromatic
and metallic dragons.
Red Draconic Ale: Infused with cinnamon; feel the burn.
Blue Draconic Ale: Infused with prickly pear cactus; causes slight static charge when drank.
Green Draconic Ale: It feels like you’re drinking straight poison, this ale is so strong.
Black Draconic Ale: Infused with various citrus to give it a slight acidity.
White Draconic Ale: Magically enchanted to stay close to the freezing temperature of water. You can feel
it go all the way down.
Copper Draconic Ale: Infused with ginger; causes you to hiccup a few times.
Bronze Draconic Ale: Infused with coconut and pineapple. Smells like the sea.
Brass Draconic Ale: Infused with agave; makes you slightly sleepy.
Silver Draconic Ale: More of a cider than an ale, it is magically enchanted to be the perfect temperature
for the drinker. It is made using the finest apples.
Gold Draconic Ale: Infused with cinnamon, little gold flakes can be seen floating within. Causes the
drinker to belch small harmless flames for the next 5 minutes.
Patrons Pint: A drink that shifts its type to correspond to the drinkers chosen patron/deity/inspiration.
Dark ale with foam in the pattern of tentacles for a Great Old One, pale ale with an evershifting cloud for
Archfey, and spiced mead with a bubbling fire at the base for the Fiend patron.
Cave Breath Hard Whiskey: Of gnomish make. Gnomes don’t do much alcohol, so when they do, you
know they’ll apply the same wacky engineering to make a bottle of essentially 50% rubbing alcohol and
50% gasoline that will 100% get you effed up.
Bubblegut Ale: A dark, heavy brew with hints of clover. I bet you can’t drink a pint without burping.
Frost Giant’s Kiss: A chilled shot that leaves your breath frosty for 12 hours.
Tectlate: An ancient fermented corn drink. Based on a thousand year old recipe.
Miguelabu: It’s a drink that is based off of Malibu but with an aasimar’s twist.
Awakened Wine: A vineyard owned by a druid who cast Awaken on his vines. Claims it creates better
wine when working with the plants input.
Spore Wine: A svirfneblin wine made from crushed mushroom. Despite being considered top shelf due
to its difficultly to obtain, most surface dwellers find it stomach turning. Definitely an acquired taste.
Pixie Cider: Served by the teaspoon, this surprisingly potent drink leaves the drinker seeing stars and
“pixie dust” trails behind all other creatures for 1d4 hours.
Vegan Blood Wine: Wine that has been magically flavoured to taste like blood, for the socially conscious
vampire.
Zombie Whiskey: An out-of-touch elf decided the undead were “in vogue” this season and created this
whiskey from grains soaked in rotting carcasses. Tastes absolutely awful but somehow leaves the drinker
without a hangover.
Jungle Juice: A spirit from Chult, made from berries grown wild in the jungles.
Ver-poo-th: A derogatory name for a vermouth from the moonshae isles that is made from cherries that
have been eaten and defecated by a native tree cat.
Orcish Rotgut: A surprisingly pleasant tasting, blood red alcoholic beverage, with secret ingredients that
hide the fact that it’s incredibly potent. Those particular ingredients do not sit well with non-orcish guts.
Anyone drinking it that is not an orc or half-orc must make a DC 15 Constitution saving throw a half hour
after drinking it (separate from any checks that might be made to resist intoxication). Failure means the
drinker feels painful nausea for the following 12 hours, during which the drinker cannot benefit from
short or long rests and suffers disadvantage on attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks.
Korin’s Dragonmint Mead: A delightfully light and crisp drinking mead that has a hint of herbal flavors
and a tiny finish of mint. Tastes awful to paladins for some unknown reason.
Kobold Kombucha: Comes in all the chromatic flavours, perfect for your hippie-dippie druids and
teetotaler paladins.
Rubyrump’s Red Ale: Made with all the care and love you’d expect from a dwarf with the name
Rubyrump. A warm inviting red ale with a smooth finish. A winking dwarf caricature with a foamy flagon
and “It’ll put that ruby twinkle in yer eye” written in bold yellow letter on the barrels, crates, bottles,
limited edition flagons, etc.
Jotenhiem’s Ringlefich Brandy: Suprise suprise. Who would have guessed some of the best brandy in the
region comes from some very outlander-ish Dragonborn living in the mountains. A favorite and well kept
secret amongst the locals of the area. Best served warmed and paired with aged goats cheese.
Denurs Golden Ale: A light beer with moderate hoppy finish and a crisp mouthfeel with the smallest
notes of hickory and rasberry. Simple enough to be enjoyed casually, but with just enough hidden
suprises for a beer lover to find interesting.
Gerlach’s Winery: A merlot grown by gnomes. They say the process with which they make this particular
merlot is actually a secret formula locked away in a vault guarded by two ogres too dumb to read but too
smart to turn down the gold the Gerlach family puts up for their services.
Gentleman Jim’s: The mass produced whiskey that comes from the city in large shipments.
Straightfoward and simple, cheap but effective for livening up a party. The black bottle with flourishes on
its print is easily recognized by whiskey savant and dullard alike.
Shanty Shandy: Allows the drinker to “see” musical tunes hanging in the air. Taking a swig before dancing
dramatically improves one’s skills. Powerfully addictive to bards, as it connects them with music on an
intimate level. Bards who imbibe will soon be unable to play without it.
Goblin Gutrot: Brewed in a local cave by the smartest of goblins, this stuff is your one copper for two
flaggons. It will destroy your liver, tastes like shit and may have negative impact on you from cave rot.
But at 2 tankads minimum per copper, sometimes you just want to get drunk.
Brandis’ Brandy: Named after a famous pirate captain, this brandy is cut with seawater, and the barrels it
is aged in are submerged in the sea for a year before it is served to the patrons.
Stahn Brown Ale: A rich dwarven-brewed ale, dark in colour and very strong in flavour. Regular
consumption results in an inability to feel the cold, refusal to wear a coat even when snowing, and an
immense craving for finely sliced spiced lamb with salad on a flatbread.
Rats Piss: Served in goblin bars exclusively, in a stitched-up ratskin. Extremely powerful drink. It is
customary at goblin parties to “drain the rat” by squeezing the skin dry in one go, similar to doing a
yardie at a 21st.
Moody Cider: Made from the apples of treants. However they were feeling when the fruit was harvested
is the emotion that the drinker will experience for the next hour. Every drink is a gamble! Exuberance,
depression, fits of laughter, shyness, love, or confusion.
Ooze Bane: A brutally strong and rough spirit that doubles as a solvent for oozes and jellies!
Choke Ale: A nearly undrinkable goblin beverage made from fermented garlic. It is traditionally served
with chunks of garlic floating in the glass, hence the name.
Gru’sh: Made of the bladders of large sea-life, this coastal inn sells this oily black beverage in large
serving sizes. It is extremely potent, and had it not been for its fluidity, it would be extremely hard to
keep down. If spilled, you must make a Dexterity DC10 Saving Throw to not slip on the tile it was
dropped on or fall prone.
Dwarven Tomb: Also called a Pondahl Tafone by elitists who don’t want to sound like a ruffian when they
order it, this drink is a dwarven-made black mead. Besides its blackcurrants, it has a very earthy flavor
and a grit to it. While someone who calls it a Pondhal Tafone would likely explain to you in depth that the
earthy flavor and grittiness comes from a complicated and sophisticated fermenting process involving
fresh roots that only a trained pallette can detect, the validity of this claim could be brought into
question as the beverage is traditionally served in an unhewn stone cup. Something which those who
call it a Dwarven Tomb, spare no time in pointing out, much to the frustration of their well dressed
counterparts who are often mid-explanation.
Dark Smoke Bourbon: The best bourbon can only be appreciated with a fine cigar. That’s why every
bottle has a box included.
Party Poppers: A magic cider that has a prize appear after it is drunk. It’s bottle cap also has numbers
that act like a lottery.
Black: A thin translucent black liquid that tastes somewhere between salt water and acrid smoke. Burns
going down, ignites at the faintest rumour of a flame, but it’s cheap as it comes (2cp for a bottle big
enough to knock out an average human).
Brown: Looks like thick opaque brown ale with a lighter brown foam head. There is a noticeable delay
when pouring and it will develop a skin if it sits out for too long. Tastes like strobg, creamy, slightly-acidic
ale, but fill you up like a good lunch. Often described as a “Meal in a Mug”.
Lathander’s Light Ale: A pale ale brewed by the clerics at a temple of Lathander. Rumoured to grant
minor boons to followers of Lathander, which the temple will neither confirm nor deny.
Borovian Wine: A rich blood red in colour, the bartender doesn’t remember ordering it, but found it in
the cellar so figured he might as well sell it. Not suspicious at all.
Beholders Tears: A clear spirit that causes very vivid dreams the next time the drinker sleeps. Actually
just made from a plant know for it’s hallucinatory effects but that doesn’t make for an exciting name.
The Princess: A reddish spirit with a fruity taste. Because of the sweetness, the colour and that is
sometimes served with some flower inside the glass, some people may think of it as weak, but is
extremely potent and usually a few glasses are enough to wake up the morning after with no recollection
of what happened.
Dragonblood: A dark red wine with an addition of some spice. It’s called Dragonblood becouse of the
colour, the fact that is served warm, and it’s very spicy.
Fairy Gift: A liquor with an herbal flavour and a distinct light-blue colour. The colour is given by some rare
plant and can remain for some time on your tongue or your lips
Holy Springs Golden Ale: Claims to be made from water drawn from a sacred stream and then blessed by
a prophet of the gods. Everyone knows it’s all bullshit but drink it anyway because it’s super tasty.
Nilbrew: A noxious brown liquid that is legendary for its terribleness and high alcohol content. People
ritualistically drink this foul brew calling the process “taking the wanderers journey” due to the tendency
of these impromptu acolytes to end up in the most unusual places.
The Walking Red: A unassuming dry red wine that the players are instructed to “let breathe,” for a while
before consumption. The longer the player lets it sit, the more it seems to actually be breathing. If left
long enough, it will crawl out of the mug and wander away.
Elven Ale: Made with a recipe stolen from a dwarven brewery. It’s drinkable, but not great.
Dwarven Wine: Made with a recipe stolen from and elven winery in retaliation to them stealing a beer
recipe. Slightly more successful than the elvish attempt at beer, but not by much.
Luiren’s Best: A black-as-ink, very sweet stout. Brewed by a coastal clan of Luiren, Smokardin.
Pulsch Brown Ale: Halflings make this. It has a pleasant, nutty flavor.
Moon Mountain Ale: Very popular drink from the Moon Mountain Brewery in the Forgotten Realms.
Stonesulder Wine: This yellow-hued, sharp-flavored liquid is made by the sap from demon plants from
the Abyss, which is then fermented in wooden barrels.
Aelfengrape Wine: This elven drink is extraordinarily potent but doesn’t have a refined taste.
Elven Aleeian Wine: Grapes plucked from wild vines deep in the forest. Takes several months to create
one batch.
Dragonbite Bitter: Exceptionally dark beer. Recipe is centuries old, only the Dragonbite Brewery makes it.
Dwarfhead Stout: A powerful, “day to day” brew favored by warriors. Mostly found in dwarven
communities.
Frenzywater: Extremely potent. Bottle may sometimes spontaneously burst into flame if left in sunlight.
Might cause a berserker rage.
Elven Mead: Elves use exotic honey in the forest to make this. Even dwarves like this drink.
Elven Moondrop: Exquisite drink made by experts using fresh dew and moonlight.
Moonslake: Minty halfling drink. Alcoholic apple cider that’s been mixed with water in which crushed
mint has been boiled, then strained out again. Cool taste, humans don’t like the after-taste.
Darklake Stout: This drink is a signature ale brewed by the Muzgardt clan of Duergar that live in the
Underdark settlement of Gracklstugh in the Forgotten Realms.
Tea: It’s just a nice warm cup of tea. Perfect after a day on the town, or a day killing monsters. Have it
black, or with sugar and milk if you prefer.
Coffee: For those nights where you need to stay awake on guard duty.
Three-Ashes Tea: This beverage is a cold, bitter tea, said to aid in meditation. Popular with the Dustmen
in Sigil.
Firewine: Brewed from the Arborean fireseed, firewine is a strong, smoky-flavored wine. It is often
consumed alongside fireseeds, as each enhances the flavors of the other when consumed together.
Oathbeer: Dwarves drink this as part of a ceremony to seal a pact, or as a sign of friendship and
devotion. All involved swear an oath before a priest, shed blood into the beer, and the cup passed
around. Oathbeer binds the drinkers to the oath, as long as they partake of their own free will. Violating
the pact brings a curse upon the oathbreaker.
Dwarven Grave Ale: When a great dwarven hero dies, skilled brewmasters are commissioned to create a
signature ale to commemorate his passing. It is stored in barrels that have carvings of scenes of the
dwarf’s great deeds.
Golden Maggot: A terrible name for a surprisingly fruity pale ale. The recipe is a close-guarded secret.
Island Kava: A dull beige beverage made from a plant root from distant lands. A pungent earthy taste.
Will make your lips numb and your brain number.
Jacka’s Salted Mead: Tastes like honey-cured bacon. Looks like foul pond scum.
C’Suk’s Fortified Fruit Wine: The label literally says “Will get you pished”
Owlbear Brew: Cheap and disappointingly watery lager. Inexplicably, the label depicts an Owlbear with
massive breasts.
Owlbear Premium Brew: A palatable lager that won’t break the bank. The label depicts an Owlbear with
unfathomably large breasts and a paper party hat.
Human Cider: Made with apples, not humans. Touts itself as a ‘genuine human recipe’ and has a picture
of a happy farm girl on the label. Pairs well with belly pork.
Wyvern 981: A viscous liquor with an indescribable taste. Some have likened it to being punched in the
nose with an onion whilst a fond memory kissed you gently inside your throat.
Gelatinous Gin: One curious and profitably end point in the wizardly experimentation of Curzan is this
breed of gelatinous cube, bottled, intoxicating and relatively safe for consumption. This lively cousin of
the Gelatinous Cube dances wildly in its bottle when it is given a little shake, as if it is sloshed itself.
Sometimes brewers add flecks of precious metals like gold simply for visual effect and conspicuous
extravagance. Typically served in a shot glass, the gelatinous drink goes down with a slightly paralyzing
effect giving the drinker a signature raspy lisp. It is sweet from the molasses half-metabolized into
alcohol (yes, it’s technically a rum) and flavored by other organic material added in the brewing process
—berries are popular, but some adventurous combinations include ghost peppers, whole octopi and
cilantro. Left too long on its own, it has been known to sneak out of the glass and crawl off a bar.
Infernal Absinthe: Dangerous stuff. Functionally a deal with a devil in a bottle, infernal absinthe can
produce visions in some, nightmares for others. Most people just pass out. If you drink enough of it, you
might be in for a terrifying result.
Dwarven Fire Water: Different from dwarvish whisky in that this is distilled in barrels that have to sit next
to one of the main weapons forges to absorb the heat of the flames and the bite of the blades. Not a
beginner’s alcohol, as it’s quite strong. Dwarves like to see humans try to drink it, only to leave coughing
and sputtering like it was their first drink.
Merfolk Vodka: The merfolk have a perfected a strange brewing process that creates a clear alcohol,
which will get the drinker epically drunk for an exceptionally short amount of time. If the drinker isn’t
used to the sea, they may have a wicked hangover.
One of the local hunters haulded in a big buck, so we’re having venison stew.
Pseudodragon on a stick.
Bobo’s JoJos (BoBo is a half-orc bartender and cook, JoJos are essentially seasoned and fried potato
wedges).
Ice cream. Cooled by a business savvy winter wolf who is partners with the tavern’s ex adventurer owner.
Catch ya own fish and chips.- there’s an interdimensional hole in the tavern’s floor that leads to the
elemental plane of water. We cook anything you catch and provide the chips but you have to supply your
own rod.
Bread pudding with extra sharp dire goat cheese. Comes with a side of grilled onions and carrots.
Squeaver chili served with a cool glass of Beholstein milk. “The Squeaver is a many-tentacled furry beast
with large buck teeth that spends its days constructing fabulous dams. The Beholstein is truly a special
prize of dairy farms across the realm, as its back half is separated from the useful bits, so fertilizer can go
directly where it needs to.”
Potatoes! Potatoes of all sizes. Grab a giant potato bowl for potato soup with a side of roasted potatoes.
Marinated Artichokes seasoned with caper and chicory, and served on a bed of Wild Mushroom Rice.
Sauteed Partridge in a black raspberry reduction sauce, comes with a side of Grilled Jalapeños.
Roasted tarantula with hairs carefully singed off and fangs used as toothpicks.
Roasted hazelnuts and fresh apples with a strip of bear jerky and a wedge of ripe cheese.
Tom passed last week, and he had a weird will. So we’re having Tom Roast.
You lot must’ve seen that giant pile of crates out front. SOMEBODY (yelling toward the back) accidentally
order 10000 ears of corn instead of our usual 100. So, we’re running specials on corn, cornmeal,
cornbread, creamcorn, and other corn dishes.
Hell fire peppers: popular among teiflings as they can handle the intense spiciness of them. Warning:
extremely spicy.
Sweet, sweet hell: Roasted with onions and slathered with honey. Goes great with any meat.
Dragon’s eggs: eggs cooked with thin slices of beef and a little bit of cayenne. Salt and pepper according
to taste. Served in a bowl with dragons on it for pa-zaz!
A traveling gnome has a new fruit called ‘Impression Berries’. Eating it changes your voice to sound like
someone else in the room. The flavor is based on your feelings towards that person (ex: if you like them,
the berries are sweet. Dislike, bitter. Attracted to, spicy).
Four beautiful sisters were left one piece of their grandmother’s special beef stew recipe (who passed
away a week ago). They all are too jealous to share their parts of the recipe so the party must decide
with faux recipe is the best.
A man is taking his son out hunting for his first time. They’re going to cook what they catch. They are
accidently attack by an owlbear. The party must save them, then enjoy owlbear venison.
Oyster eating contest! (“Those were mind flayer eggs? Uhh…I don’t feel so good.”)
A portal to the elemental plane of fire has opened! In small backwater town. The local rednecks have
been using it as a pit to cook beef.
It’s the cook’s birthday and has the day off. All we can manage today is day old bread with a stew made
from yesterday’s leftover roast.
Chicken minced pies. They’re the [king/queen/emperor/governor/ruler]’s favorite.
The town farms have been ransacked by kobolds, but can I get you some dirt soup?
The party just killed a red dragon and freed a town from it’s tyranny. The cook wants to try his hand at
dragon prairie oysters for the community.
A kraken has been killed. The local tavern host a calamari eating contest, with the villager who eats the
most getting accolades and free ale for a season.
Thinly sliced fruit slices covered in hardened sugar and topped with honey. DC 10 Con Save or +1
initiative -1 to all checks regarding stillness
A slightly burnt steak filled with a juice from the tavernkeep, it tastes great but a bloodcurdling yell came
from the back when he was preparing it, a human yell.
Pastry-wrapped Goat on a bed of Battered Fried Green Beans, served with doughnuts, lingonberrys, and
scrambled quail eggs.
Marinated Artichokes seasoned with caper and chicory with Sauteed Spinach, served with Frybread with
pumpkin butter.
Fried potatoes and lamb on a bed of fireroot leaves, covered in a spicy smolderberry sauce.
Smolderberries are rarely used in food due to their ashy taste and uncommon growing conditions, but
the tavern owner found a way to get ahold of them many years back, and has since taken the time to
figure out how to make their smoky flavor shine.
A juicy shark steak steeped in whisperwood sap, seasoned with the tavern owner’s signature spice. The
shark had been a monster of a beast that nearly sunk the ship that caught it, and it’s robust flavor mixes
surprisingly well with the overpoweringly sweet sap. The signature spice is literally just wood shavings
from the kitchen counter.
A local fishing boat has discovered that, in lieu of actually catching fish, eating seaweed is surprisingly
nourishing and tastes… just okay.
Nettle Soup.
Cave Fisher Tail with Cave Fisher bloodwine. (Cave Fisher is a weird cave lobster with alcoholic blood.)
Sweet and Sour Cockatrice with rock candy and rice in a stone bowl.
Merchants from a foreign land selling foreign foods have recently passed by. Spicy shrimp and rice. Make
a con save against psychic damage from spiciness.
Fish eggs. Who eats fish eggs? Why did the “Black Salmon” crash nearby carrying loads of fish eggs? Why
would anyone pay for nasty, slimy, fish eggs? Free.
Mutton chops with “mutton chops” facial hair seared into it.
Drake steak.
Deep fried Drake tail (I like the idea of roaming pacts of drakes to drive home the fantasy aspect
compared to our world).
It’s the cook’s night off. The meal of the day is beer. Lots of it.
It’s just chicken. I mean, what kind of strange kin y’think we are?
A band of adventurers came running in begging us to take this heap of “cursed meat” off their hands,
even threw a few handfuls of gold into a sack to get us to take it… So we’re having Mystery Meat for the
next night or two.
Had a strange merchant come through with a machine he claimed would make us so much food it would
“Rain from the sky”. Meatballs, potato mash, and a strange beverage the traveler called “Cola” will be
served here at dirt prices for a while.
The cauldron the size of the table is dropped in the table with no description. It is filled with 3 live
octopus, which will be perfectly cooked, after the party kills it themselves, of course.
Pickled purple worm that has been marinating in honey wine and various regional spices.
The town has received a mysterious shipment of rations that the mayor is insisting must be sold to the
general public.
Mushroom Stroganoff: On the menu it seems normal, but the dish has a purple tinge to it when it arrives
at the table. Turns out, it’s actually a violet fungus that got into the pantry!
Traditional English Breakfast; Sausage, Eggs, Tomatoes, and black pudding… While most of the meal is
delicious, the blood used for the black pudding makes your mouth tingle with energy–did they use some
sort of magical creature to make it?
Our local brewer has been “experimenting” recently. And by experimenting I mean trying to make
alcohol out of every fruit they can get their hand on. If you’ve never tried watermelon wine, now’s your
chance.
500 year aged Owlbear cheese, served with Ancient Dwarven Wine. Bartender says that of you can eat
an ounce of each and keep it down, you’ll get free bed, meal, and drink the rest of your life in the tavern.
Toad-in-the-hole (real dish in uk – sausages in a large Yorkshire pudding) but there are regional
differences in the kingdom. Some use sausages and some use real toads. People are fierce and proud of
the camp they fall into. Which is prevalent in this village? Is it insulting to ask then not chose the dish?
A section of giant spider leg that’s been been battered and prepared with an accompanying sourweed
soup to dip it in. When a frequent taverngoer came across a nest of giant spiders and eradicated it with
fire, he offered the owner the corpses. The owner experimented and finally came to realize that, while
the abdomen was far too gamy, not to mention poisonous, the legs had a taste and texture similar to
crab.
A platter of assorted fruits served drenched in Caldian oil. Caldian oil is exceptionally rare in those parts
due to the fact that doesn’t grow on the continent, and the tavernowner only has some due to his recent
assistance on a traveling merchant’s vessel. The uniquely tart taste and tingling sensation provided by
the oil is coveted for its ability to give layers of flavor to even the blandest of fare. Do not touch your
eyes after getting any on your fingers.
It’s Trial and Error Night! Every once in a while, the tavernowner takes a shot at expanding their menu
and makes a variety of dishes that aren’t normally an option. Roll on the list 3 more times. Over the
course of the day, the tavernowner makes the food from each of those options. At the end of the day,
the owner serves all of the food at the same time, both independently and in combinations with the
other options to see whether any of the experimental fare is worth adding as a regular option.
Boar meat cooked in a broth composed of various sour berries and spices.
The tavern is offering a “special sauce” that can be added to existing dishes. A successful intelligence
check will reveal it to be a dead gray ooze.
A small, man-made island in the middle of the ocean has a tavern that always serves a veal special. There
are no cows anywhere near the island.
Oysters Tiamat
Sing-for-your-supper: order whatever you want and if you sing a song that charms the bartender (dc12)
your meal is on the house. (Players are encouraged to sing)
Minotaur patties
The new half-orc chef is preparing what he calls “Woodman steaks” (It’s Elf). It is similar to pork but lean
and with a mysterious, herbal flavor. The chef may approach the right party to “procure other rare
meats”.
Beer. Just drink some of the fucking beer, its going bad.
A raptor is brought in from the south. Raptor is expensive. The people being poor, and the travelers
being stingy, no one wants to buy it. So there’s a contest. If the entire raptor can be eaten in an hour and
a half the meal, and all alcohol along with it, is free. Otherwise you pay full price.
Giant crayfish tail sauteed in butter with Abyssal peppers and a side of thinly-sliced shrieker steaks.
Boar bone soup: A brown coloured liquid with bits of meat that smells bad but tastes great.
A small locally caught fish that was de-scalled and dipped in egg then coated in flour. Then dunked in
boiling oil and cooked till a golden crispiness.
Poached Trout and Walnut Bread with a Glass of Brandy to wash it down.
Boiled Sausage and Sharp Cheese. The cheese was made locally, and considered to be a delicacy.
Fried fish. The fish turns out to be a wizard who is unable to polymorph back into his human self.