Fjord shrugged, and then started to mix the drink.
"Near as I can figure, this curse'll probably just make it go down easier anyway."
Maybe. If Fjord was the one drinking it. He was the one who would gain a bonus on attack rolls against...
... the drink.
But then, if Magnus knocked it back within a minute, Fjord would also regain some HP, so...
Hexblades, man. He put a slice of pineapple on the rim of the drink after splashing some Sprite and pineapple juice in with the alcohol, and then, falchion dripping seawater suddenly in one hand, a twisting tendril of black magic began to curl around and through the drink. Okay, it didn't quite glow, but it had the spooky bit down. With a shrug, Fjord passed it across the bar to Magnus.
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"Near as I can figure, this curse'll probably just make it go down easier anyway."
Maybe. If Fjord was the one drinking it. He was the one who would gain a bonus on attack rolls against...
... the drink.
But then, if Magnus knocked it back within a minute, Fjord would also regain some HP, so...
Hexblades, man. He put a slice of pineapple on the rim of the drink after splashing some Sprite and pineapple juice in with the alcohol, and then, falchion dripping seawater suddenly in one hand, a twisting tendril of black magic began to curl around and through the drink. Okay, it didn't quite glow, but it had the spooky bit down. With a shrug, Fjord passed it across the bar to Magnus.
Well. It was mighty purty, anyway.