Welcome to the world of food and drink. This growing glossary explores all the meals, snacks, and drinks featured in the story — along with a few curiosities, oddities, and downright disgusting treats. Whether it’s a dish that’s a delicacy to one people or deadly poison to another, this menu lists every flavor, texture, and culinary oddity that shapes this world’s tastes and traditions.
Click on the respective creation’s name to see its description.
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Estique
A clear, translucent spirit with an unusually high alcohol content.
Estjeque is a pale, translucent drink that looks more like cleaning liquid than a beverage. The first sip is a sharp, sour shock to the senses, quickly followed by an aftertaste like the korvith nut — a bitter, grainy nut with a dry, chalky texture that clings to the tongue long after the drink is gone. While some swear it clears the mind and refreshes the spirit, most newcomers find it feels like the inside of their mouth has been scrubbed with sandpaper. Dwarves love it.
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a spirit stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
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Dundinway
A spirit known as Dragon's Breath.
Dundinway is a bold, amber spirit known for its smoky, sharp flavor that clings to the tongue like a stubborn ember. It is said to bring a warming, almost soothing glow through the drinker’s body, calming the nerves and quieting the mind. Of course, that's the experience of those who’ve developed a taste for it. Most others describe it as burning like the flames of a dragon’s breath, with the heat only growing stronger as it travels down, leaving the drinker questioning their life choices and their wisdom in trying it. It is a drink for those who believe in enduring hardship for the sake of the “reward” — whatever that may be, if not pain.
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a spirit stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
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Grainthistle Black
A spirit known as The Trader’s Pride.
"They called it The Trader’s Pride. It was a real thing, the pride. Those who brewed it boasted their bottles like trophies, front and centre for all to see. It meant they had seen it all, because real Grainthistle demanded ingredients from every corner of the Barnstreams, from the dead and deserted Northlands to the streaming south, and as far as the first white reaches of the Albweiss where the selder settled in the west. It took endurance and calculation, coin and connections to conquer distance and decay. You needed to gather everything in time and in the right order of harvest, so that the first ingredients did not rot while you were still hunting the last. There were no shortcuts and no substitutes. So if you made Grainthistle, it meant you really made it, as a trader. It was reputation in a bottle. Not just the traders acknowledged this, but all the regular people knew. To the common customer, a front-row Grainthistle promised an experienced, well-stablished merchant who had mapped the settlements through his own exhaustion and returned with a wide variety of news and novel wares from all over. It meant he had crossed the wastes and survived them; that he had negotiated his way through ruin and returned with the taste of distance preserved in glass. And he would offer you a glass, first thing. Before you bartered and bought anything, you tasted the drink.
Of course, no one stopped you from simply buying all the ingredients from someone else, without ever setting one talon outside of your own village, but the first thing that someone would do – after cashing in on your counterfeit pride – was to see to it that all the other traders knew. And oh, those guys would let you have it. Yu had seen a tairan who had gotten it, three or four years back. They had made him pay, as the traders said. Needless to say, he left the settlements shortly after. Well, shortly after selling all his property to pay the Mausoleum wizard to mend what had been broken." [B1.C19]
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a spirit stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
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Mikkin Juice
Juice made from a fruit that had been imported and is now cultivated in the eastern Northlands.
Mikkin Juice originates from the mikkin fruit, which was imported from the southern lands to the eastern Northlands around the year 300. Though the hot climate proved difficult for the fruit’s growth, the plentiful rivers in the region allowed the residing tairan to adapt by creating irrigation systems to nourish the crops. Today, Mikkin Juice is a staple in the northern communities, made from the fruit’s tangy pulp, which is pressed into juice or fermented.
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a drink stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
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Saltcake
It is exactly what it sounds like.
Fina love it. For everyone else, it would be torture.
"It's saltcakes" or "It's like throwing saltcakes at him/her"
is a common fina saying that expresses that something is not recognised for its true value.
First mentioned: [B1.C19], by Yu.
Sharney
Something Bubs made out of Sharran Vey.
As stated in [B1.C19], Bubs made Sharney out of Sharran Vey. What exactly he added and why he did that has not yet been explained. Perhaps it's just because he could.
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a spirit stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
Sharran Vey
A bitter desert spirit drawn from sastan pulp, common in the Barnstreams.
"To Yu, Vey had always been a last resort, the drink of desperate desert wanderers who had run out of water and faith alike." [B1.C19]
"It always came in an odd square block of dark glass that looked more like a small casket than, well, a bottle. The thing had a broad mouth, made to contain the preserved areole of the sastan cactus within. Distillers packed the pulp whole, so the spirit matured around it without decay, but if the areole rotted in direct sunlight, burst or were crushed, the liquor turned lethal. With that, the colour and shape of the bottle was half safety, half spectacle. It spoke of skill as much as risk. Every indulgence was a wager with death.
And the risk was real. People died from this, every year. They deserved it. Well, not the poor who had nothing else, but the ones who took to it deliberately. Some people sought that very risk, drinking Sharran Vey daily for just that reason. They were the ones who believed backwater was for bathing, the sort of people who claimed that the desert ran in their blood and such. They needed to dignify their shit life and glorify their suffering, just to taste some purpose, however disgusting and deadly." [B1.C19]
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a spirit stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
Sulfa Spirit
A spirit common within the northern Midlands, cheap and easy.
Sulfa Spirit is a widely enjoyed drink found throughout the northern Midlands, known for its light flavour. Many variations of Sulfa exist, with each brew differing in its ingredients. Its base is made from fermented sulfar berries and the mild roots of the ytren plant, which give it a crisp and sweet taste. The ingredients for the final touch, which distinguishes one brew from another, vary greatly, though most can be found around the southern and estern bases of the Albweiss Mountain range.
Easy on the palate and refreshingly light, it is a favourite among the common folk, who are just looking for a simple, satisfying, and affordable drink after a long day’s work.
First mentioned: [B1.C19], a spirit stored within the Albweiss Mountain Guild kitchen.
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