Finding one of the stalls normally settled on the beach but relocated more inland, Dorian orders a large portion of food for those who had accompanied him on their little adventure. "Mmm, try a bit of this." Pulling out a small jar from one of his pockets, Dorian gives it a little shake in the light. The contents are a deep violet colour, mixed with seeds of red. "The flavouring is a treat!" Opening the top he holds it out for the group to sniff and add to their food if they so wish. Dorian puts a large portion on his own food.
For those who take the spices, they'll remember almost nothing of their trek inland and into the fingers, and even less of Dorian save that he was kind and helpful if not a bit bumbling. This will contradict what the others might have said, leaving the entirely ordeal a bit of a mystery as to what actually was done within the fingers.
"We'll take a moment more I think before heading back, mmm?"
For those who take the spices, they'll remember almost nothing of their trek inland and into the fingers, and even less of Dorian save that he was kind and helpful if not a bit bumbling. This will contradict what the others might have said, leaving the entirely ordeal a bit of a mystery as to what actually was done within the fingers.
"We'll take a moment more I think before heading back, mmm?"
