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Left in the Kitchen of the Hyperion is three jugs filled with a clear liquid marked simply with the letter P. Liam has spent the last week brewing up some Poitin, and has left it for general consumption along with a note.
Go on and have a taste. It's real alcohol not like the rubbish you get from the English.
Liam.
[ooc: I have tasted this stuff it is essentially disgusting tastes like methylated spirits in a glass but gets one drunk remarkably quickly. He's made it to about 85% proof.]
Go on and have a taste. It's real alcohol not like the rubbish you get from the English.
Liam.
[ooc: I have tasted this stuff it is essentially disgusting tastes like methylated spirits in a glass but gets one drunk remarkably quickly. He's made it to about 85% proof.]