[ Tezcatlipoca does smirk with just how dour the mention of Sampo comes out, if only because he can read between the lines there. Imagining the two of them meeting is immediately amusing, since he’s sure that Sampo would baffle the guy. Hell, Sampo baffles him sometimes, but that’s why he likes him. Glitter and all. ]
Ha. You denying my beauty right to my face? Pretty bold. [ He pushes one cup towards Kaladin once he’s done pouring it and gets started on the second for himself. ] Kidding. Wasn’t a big deal, but was pretty fun arguing all day about who was the fairest of ‘em all and all that. I’m guessing that’s what Sampo was going for, since he’s a mischievous guy.
[ With his cup poured, he sets the bottle down so that he can pick up the drink instead. He smile becomes just a fraction warmer as he raises it enough to catch the smell, since for him, it really is a treat. ]
Yep, pulque. Can also call it “metoctli” if you want, but I’m pretty much the only one that’d know what you’re talkin’ about. Everyone uses the Spanish name nowadays.
[ For Kaladin’s experience of it… Well. Pulque is in the realm of tastes that are acquired. The smell is both sour and slightly yeasty, but the actual taste is very slightly sweet. It’s slightly fizzy and has the consistency of a thin maple syrup. So as far as it goes, Tezcatlipoca has a good hook-up to get it, but it makes sense why this isn’t exactly a popular beverage.
At least he’ll get a decent answer to his question, if nothing else. After Tezcatlipoca takes his first drink, he straightens a finger on his cup to point at him with a sly smile. ]
But yeah, I’m the god of a hell of a lot. The gods of Earth tend to have multiple things they oversee, but I’ve got more than most. It’s complicated in terms of the practical, the A then B kinda way that mortal people experience the world, but to oversimplify it? I’m just the responsible one in the family. You pick up lots of extra shit by being good at your job, yeah? Same thing.
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Ha. You denying my beauty right to my face? Pretty bold. [ He pushes one cup towards Kaladin once he’s done pouring it and gets started on the second for himself. ] Kidding. Wasn’t a big deal, but was pretty fun arguing all day about who was the fairest of ‘em all and all that. I’m guessing that’s what Sampo was going for, since he’s a mischievous guy.
[ With his cup poured, he sets the bottle down so that he can pick up the drink instead. He smile becomes just a fraction warmer as he raises it enough to catch the smell, since for him, it really is a treat. ]
Yep, pulque. Can also call it “metoctli” if you want, but I’m pretty much the only one that’d know what you’re talkin’ about. Everyone uses the Spanish name nowadays.
[ For Kaladin’s experience of it… Well. Pulque is in the realm of tastes that are acquired. The smell is both sour and slightly yeasty, but the actual taste is very slightly sweet. It’s slightly fizzy and has the consistency of a thin maple syrup. So as far as it goes, Tezcatlipoca has a good hook-up to get it, but it makes sense why this isn’t exactly a popular beverage.
At least he’ll get a decent answer to his question, if nothing else. After Tezcatlipoca takes his first drink, he straightens a finger on his cup to point at him with a sly smile. ]
But yeah, I’m the god of a hell of a lot. The gods of Earth tend to have multiple things they oversee, but I’ve got more than most. It’s complicated in terms of the practical, the A then B kinda way that mortal people experience the world, but to oversimplify it? I’m just the responsible one in the family. You pick up lots of extra shit by being good at your job, yeah? Same thing.