Absolute Purity: Fantasy

The under-priestess of the sect of absolute purity slammed her hand down on the bar counter again. "Another!" she demanded. Everyone in the bar held their breath. There were already six empty glasses lined up along the counter where the priestess had slammed them after she drank the highly alcohol, very peppery, and quite likely to lead to dancing contents. The bartender eased forward, mixed another swirling red drink, and cautiously slid it across the bar to her. The highest number anyone in that bar had seen a person consume was seven, and that was Big Ed, who they would have guessed was a half-ogre if anyone still believed that ogres existed. Priestesses were sweet, pure innocents who drank nothing but evaporated water that had been boiled into steam and recaptured so as to remove any harmful elements that might disrupt their purity. They ate nothing but vegetables. They had nothing but sweet sleep and innocent dreams. And that was as it should be, given the awesome power that they had bestowed upon them in return. They certainly didn't slam back...seven.


Inspiration: http://chaoticshiny.com/taverngen.php
Story potential: Medium.
Notes: Eh. Could be fun, but pretty much a standard high fantasy gimme.