I think you got the feel you were looking for, the only thing missing being a vast amount of distance between production and consumption, so that the drug users have no real concept of what it takes for them to get their hit of honey.
I linked this to Tobbacos, Ingridients and mind altering herbs. Fantasy often does a poor job in making "new" drugs. There is nothing special- "So, the powder is red instead of white, big deal!"
But this has it; background, a thourough write-up, an eye for details and so on. Nothing stands out as being GREAT, but all in all I see this as a very solid drug submission.
Lethal doses of the refined product is less than a teaspoon? Is it not possible then, that enough stings from the ochre honey bees can be lethal as well? Just asking;) Go to Comment
This is one of the best fantasy drugs, or heroin stand-ins, as I've seen in a while. You get the Victorian opium den as you mention, sure, but you definitely get the "something different" too! I echo val in mentioning the awesomeness of the many possible grotesque origins angle.
(and LOL! to Honey Smack and Red Honey-nut Cheerios) Go to Comment
I like how it can have a reather grotesque origin - the bees having been fed humans, and then humans consuming the 'honey' so created. Perhaps if a hive used this food source exclusively you create the Black Honey, tainted with dark magics. Go to Comment
A solidly-conceived piece: I've always had a taste for seedy Victorianesque adventuring, so the setting details particularly appeal to me.
Few people realize that Red Honey is a major ingredient of Verita Brandy, a rare distilled drink. The brewers mix the Red Honey with that of less-aggressive species, then ferment the resultant liquid into an oddly-flavored mead: This is then carefully distilled and allowed to age in apple-wood casks for 20 or more years.
Sipped carefully by nobles and wealthy merchants, Verita Brandy produces euphora similar to that caused by less-elevated forms of the drug, but it has a (generally undeserved) reputation for making its drinkers unable to lie effectively. As such, it is often shared during sensitive negotiations, used to enforce honest dealing. Go to Comment
That´s a pretty darn good idea, Wulfie. I think I´ll add it to the sub. Strange it didn´t occur to me, I´m a big fan of mead myself. Unlike my illustrious ancestors, though, I tend to leave out the psychotropic mushrooms... /D Go to Comment
The part I liked was the way the Molochii see the world, and how they are impulsive but slow to change, and their animistic faith being gentle and undemanding is a pleasant surprise. It gives a sense of depth and mystery to what could have normally been another race of brutish giant barbarians Go to Comment
Are we going to get more from the non Maul areas of the city? Though I know most gamers like to slog around in slums, some of us have aspirations. It is kind of pointless to steal from the poor, when the rich are not that far away. Go to Comment
If it was a castle, it was the strangest one he had ever seen.
He of course saw the main tower - taller than anything he had seen outside of Stoneholt, the spire looked fragile and was topped by a glassed-in chamber.
The outer wall was so gently sloped that it would have only stopped a horde of hobbling old men, an able-bodied soldier could stride up to its crest with little effort. Within one saw a huge, nearly perfect bowl-shaped area with the base of the tower in the centre, covered in hundreds of mirrors.
This structure is a massive solar collector designed by the Wizard-King Aardwal in centuries past. He used the concentrated light in his investigations into the magic of light, and in the fashioning of flash crystals.