Ryn wrote:"What is this place?" Ryn asks. She can sort of figure some kind of exposition or demonstration is supposed to happen on stage and while her nose is giving her some clues, she has no context into which to put the heavy, cloying smells that seem to permeate the place. It's not even unpleasant if one ignores the layer of human-wrought floral-ish that seeks to cover everything, but then nobody ever accused Ryn of having good taste and she'd probably accept locker room stench over a perfume store at the mall. There is a bit of that. Sweat of physical exertion but it's suffused with a strange spice she can't figure out.
Instead she takes another sniff of the beer to make sure it's not actually drawn from a horse, then takes a sip. It's faintly bitter in a way that reminds her of herbs, but not bad at all. It's more foamy than fizzy like the champagne and the fermentation feels earthier but like the champagne it's mostly natural. Ripened grains and ground herbs. She deems it... okay.
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