The friends sat at the bar, looking bewildered to the tarkard in front if them, it's froth bubbling high and oozing over the side, the flame sizzling on the top. "What do you suppose it'll do?" Demion murmered.
"I don't know, but I'm not trying it till the flames gone out. I ain't burning me mouth," Kaver retorted.
"Why did you accept the dare?" Demion said.
"You know me better than that Dem, Ave I ever turned down a dare?"
"No, but... the flame brew Kav?"
Kaver raised his eyebrows and just looked at Demion, who under Kav's gaze shrunk further into his coat.
Kav took hold of the tankard, took a deep breath, and proceeded to gulp down the foaming brew. Nothing happened for several minutes, then Kav began to sweat, and tremble, he turned orange and slid unconscious to the floor.
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