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The Mystic
Jump to recipe (Durandor) “The human’s name was Mariana. She was a druid in the most obvious of ways – grand antlers wrapped around the crown of her head, flowing green robes embellished with soft moss, tiny flowers cascading through her wavy hair, and carved staff Noor later learned was made from the wood of…
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Zone of Truth
Jump to recipe (Orothon) “I expect honesty, but this will require it,” Kavax says as he holds his hand toward the ground. From the tips of his dragon claws an opalescent liquid-light pours down, filling the area beneath his boots and rising up to form a dome around the newly formed council.” The Zone of…
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The Manhattan
Jump to recipe If you’re looking for a cocktail that will make you feel like you slipped into a sultry New York bar, The Manhattan is just the thing. I was gifted a bottle of rye whiskey that was far above my paygrade and decided to try out this classic cocktail. And let me tell…
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The Gloria
Jump to recipe (Saltmarsh) If you can hold your breath long enough to venture about 70 feet underwater, you’ll find an enchanted grotto bar called The Cove. As you swim down through the azure ocean waters, a coral arrow will point the way to the entrance. As you emerge from the depths into the air…
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Mezcal Pineapple Old Fashioned
Jump to recipe (Orothon) A fireball streaks through the air and blasts the bewitched human puppet to smoking bits. Norixious, a portly, copper-yellow Dragonborn, smirks as even members of his group have to dive out of the way to avoid the explosion of flames. He saunters over to the former melee and kneels down to…
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The Paper Plane
Jump to recipe The Paper Plane is a great introductory cocktail for those who want to develop a taste for Aperol. Aperol is a bittersweet Italian aperitif. It’s a gorgeous, almost neon red-orange hue and tastes like biting into the rind of an orange that’s been rolled in herbs. I’m relatively new to the world…
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Druidcraft Whiskey Sour
Jump to recipe Our Orothon (formerly Durandor) group is a bit of a unicorn in how often we usually meet. Some DnD groups meet once per month, some once in a blue moon. Orothon usually meets at least every other week. This is great because consistently meeting means the story maintains steam and we don’t…
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Jalapeño Lime Mint Julep
Jump to recipe This cocktail is spicy. When I made it for my Sunday night DnD group I somehow made each drink at a slightly different spice level, from “I get a hint of jalapeño” to “holy shit that’s spicy.” I’m quite certain I’ve temporarily lost their trust for work-shopping my cocktails. I don’t really…
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Travel Rules
Jump to recipe You can read this title two different ways. One way is as a nineties expression to voice your thoughts on travel; namely, that it rules. The other way is as a heading, as in for article stating the rules of travel. In DnD, both can be true, and let me tell you,…
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Tiny Water Elemental
Jump to recipe (Ghosts of Saltmarsh) Thirst beckoned the group closer to the lake. The Drowned Forest had presented many foes so far and surely this body of water held secrets. But just a quick sip and then they could continue. As the adventurers crept closer to the dark body of water, something began to…
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Romath’s Hoard
Jump to recipe (Durandor) A great, blood-red dragon emerges from the shadows. He steps heavily through his hoard, sending gold coins and jewels of every type cascading down. This behemoth of scales and claws and teeth brings his head down toward the Heroes of Durandor. His gravelly voice breaks the ominous silence. “Few that enter…
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The Good Times Mike
Jump to recipe Mike’s birthday is tomorrow and, since he’s my Chief Cocktail Taste-tester, I made something special that felt like a proper representation of him. Enter the Good Times Mike – a cocktail for a man who always brings the party. On Sunday nights, we drink rum & cokes. It’s become the go-to cocktail…
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The Setting Sun
Jump to recipe (Durandor) Once through the storm the weary band of adventurers fall to the ground. Surrounded by gently waving wheat they crouch and whisper about what to do next. To their left lies a dark forest, thick with black-barked trees and looming shadows. Injuries from the storm has left the group exhausted. Leonais casts…
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The Blood of Our Enemies
Jump to recipe (Theros) Solomon wipes the blood from the latest fight off his face and stares up at the sky. The group is stuck in the desert, floating in a seemingly endless sea of sand. And monsters. It’s a constant onslaught by the beasts that dwell in this wretched place. To add insult to literal…
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Island Mist
Jump to recipe (Saltmarsh) The ocean is calm and tensions ease as the crew travels further from the Sahuagin lair. About two days South, a small island appears on the horizon. Kysh tells Captain Windspark that his Triton clan is under the water just off to the right and the crew can dock at the island.…
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Gin of the Wild
Jump to recipe (Durandor) John of the Wild put his palm to the ground of the gravelly dirt. Gardens are essentially non-existent in the stone-encased city of Durandor but, as John begins an Elvish chant, spindly vines and clover-leafed shrubs begin to sprout from the ground. Flowers blossom and fruit trees rise. Passersby stop to take…
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The Sunwolf
Jump to recipe (Durandor – Whilst snooping through the suspended city of Haranoth, Noor sees a stable housing magnificent, winged beasts: Griffins. Massive and feathered, with the head of a great eagle and the body of a lion. A golden-armored rider flies into the floating stable and begins to lead his exquisite mount toward the…
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The Whiskey Sour
Jump to recipe (Durandor) Noor sits cloaked at the far end of the bar in a Drow tavern, looking over at a group that seems rather out of place. The half-orc insults the barkeep on his glassware maintenance while the high-elf, dwarf, and half-elf keep a lookout. A golden dragonborn asks the group if he can…
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It’s a Cruor, Cruor Summer
Jump to recipe (Orothon) From almost anywhere in Whitenest you can hear the waves gently crashing on the pebbly beach. The salty breeze drifts through the unexpectedly verdant city. It’s a near year-round summer in this quaint seaside paradise. Sure there’s an unholy scream that happens every few days which destroys anything made of metal…
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The Friendly Owlbear
Jump to recipe (Orothon) A branch snaps and birds flee from the treetops. Something big lurches through the brush. The group, still tending to their wounds from the last melee, pick up their weapons and peer into the shadows of the forest. With guttural growls, two owlbears emerge from the darkness. Fuck yeah, it’s finally…
The Bourbon Dragon 