Tarsian Ales and Wines

For every connoisseur of fine ales and wines, here is a guide for some of the best out there that you can find in inns and taverns across the land.

Grazeland Ale

  • Originated at: Velbrann Grazelands

  • Appearance: Pale amber to murky brown, often unfiltered and frothy, served in chipped mugs or wooden cups at lukewarm temperatures

  • Reputation: “Good for the thirst, better for the gut — and worst for the morning after.”

Inkpot Ale

  • Originated at: Stumbling Scribe Inn

  • Appearance: Thick, near-black foam with a reddish hue in the firelight. Served in sturdy clay mugs that stain with use.

  • Reputation: “If your teeth aren’t black by the end of the night, you didn’t drink enough.”

Golden Muse

  • Originated at: Chosen Lark

  • Appearance: A shimmering gold liquid with faint trails of bubbles, glowing under candlelight like molten metal. A candied orange peel curls on the rim.

  • Reputation: “One Golden Muse, and you’ll be quoting poetry. Two, and you’ll be writing it. Three, and you’ll regret it.”

Boar’s Blood

  • Orginated at: Grey Boar Inn

  • Appearance: Deep crimson, steaming as it’s served in iron-banded wooden tankards. The surface often froths when the hot poker hisses through the liquid.

  • Reputation: “Frontier soldiers call it Boar’s Blood, warming the bones where outsiders can’t stomach a cup.”

Peacock Tears

  • Originated At: Glen of Views, House Viremont’s marble banquet halls.

  • Appearance: Shimmering emerald wine shot through with glimmers of gold, served in crystal goblets shaped like peacock feathers.

  • Reputation: “One sip crowns you; two sips bury you.”

Moonfeather Reserve

  • Originated At: Viremont’s oldest vineyard terraces in the Glen of Views.

  • Appearance: Deep violet with a pale silvery sheen when swirled, leaving streaks that glimmer like moonlight on water.

  • Reputation: “A single glass tastes of eternity; a second, of surrender.”

The Widow’s Curtain

  • Originated At: Mask & Marrow

  • Appearance: A layered wine cocktail served in a black glass, topped with edible crimson petals. A fine mist of absinthe is set aflame and extinguished in a shimmer of sparks.

  • Reputation: “One sip loosens the tongue, two bare the soul, three and you’ll confess sins you never committed.”

The Sultan’s Folly

  • Originated At: The Swuave Jackle

  • Appearance: A layered cocktail of golden plum brandy, saffron liquor, bitter desert fig essence, and a cloud of rosewater vapor lit briefly aflame at serving.

  • Reputation: "One glass makes you bold. Two, you're in debt. Three, you're buried behind the cellar walls.