Rumblefire whiskey turned out to be an absolute delight to the senses. The drink kissed the tongue, hugged the throat, and tickled the stomach. Liquid settled in my tummy and heat spread all over my body, making the experience even better. After that, a growl left my throat.
The same happened to everyone around the table.
Yolin laughed and, to my absolute shock, a stream of fire left her mouth.
"What-" I began, but saw fire leave my mouth as well and covered it with a hand.
It wasn't hot, skin-searing fire, however.
The name's not a joke! I thought and glanced at the barrel next to me.
It had 'Rumblefire Whiskey' written on it and nothing else. It was a perfectly unassuming cask.
"That's pretty cool," Pokora commented with a smile, exhaling fire.
"Fireee!" Bonte dramatically roared with his own fire-breath.
Alyssa giggled and flames escaped through her nose.
