Nymphlopedia
Entry 28: Wine Nymphs
Beginning AN:
Context: I'm a teetotaler, and also, this is one of the most likely ones I'll be rewriting/changing what they are completely.
Or at least change the name to "fruit." Seriously thinking of that...
"Cheers." Vince semi-sarcastically said as he clanged his glass with several others.
Specifically, he was in a big circle at an outdoor booth surrounded by fruit-covered vines on the surface, and his 'barmates' consisted of Sonata (obviously), Tania (obvously), their local Mechanic Sophia, local Stempunker Ada, and healer Madeline. All of whom were completely naked at the moment, and Tania had a much bigger glass than anybody else.
Over behind them several booth over was a bomb-nut named Tordak that Vince ignored because, well, why blow up the Corruption when you could just purify enough to kill the Eater of Worlds, then just kind of ignore it until the Clentaminator arrived? He was passed out next to several empty wine glasses. And over by the bartending was that guy from the other dimension, Ted. What he was doing was pretty much going to be his last job before he would end up finally returning home.
"You sure you can handle that Tania?" Sonata asked. She took one sip from her (overfilled) mug, and that was it for her. She just set it on the side. "I've been here since you here, this is your third refill!"
"I'm fih-ine..." Tania sayed, a bit slurred. Before taking that giant mug with the strong burning grape scent and downing it all in a matter of seconds.
"And Nymphs process that shit a lot faster than Humans-" Sonata began.
"Okay so," said Vince, "Sophia... if you don't mind, I was looking for some help on how to set up our moat's defense system..."
As always, the mention of the Naked Empire finally having an actual moat made Sonata give an arrogant snicker.
"Yeah, yeah, sure thing. Those Pirates are-"
Tania let out a large belch and sloppily leaned back in her chair.
"F-fhaucking hell, this is some g'eat fucking shit, right here, man." The Dryad said. "I fucking hate my life and all of you and I wish I was ungenocided. B-hic-back to normal. The other Dryads? They know how this shit worked, they're my friends and family, I miss them."
"We're your friends." Sonata said. "I don't want to say 'and family' because ew but, friends is a yes."
"Being this fucking smashed is fucking awesome - hic! We should do this every Friday night."
"It's Saturday."
That made Tania look like she was having a break down. She dropped her head on the table and put both her hands on it.
"Oh no... oh SHIT where did all the time go!"
"You remembered it was Friday when you were sober. Now, you're drunk. Look, Drunk You isn't as bad as Drunk Me, but still."
"HIC!"
And a waitress came up. A dark pink-red Nymph, hair looking somewhat like the grapevines that surrounded the small club of the Naked Empire. And around her arms.
"Can I get you anything else?" She asked.
"Coffee." Sonata replied. "Pan, she needs it."
"Gotcha! And anything else?" She half-closed her eyes and leaned in. "I do mean anything."
"Well... if you or you've got any friends who'd like to check our place out, we're looking for more people who'd want to help out our new little organization. Right now, we're preparing to defend ourselves in case the Puritans try to force clothes on us."
"I keep telling you, that's not a real thing!" Vince said.
"Oi, it isn't." Ada added on to that.
"Well!" The Wine Nymph moved back a little. "I wasn't expecting... that sort of request. But I'll look in to it! I love ripping prudes apart!"
Wine Nymphs.
Drinking with these Nymphs is actually what they would want, and not to "lure people" or anything, just having a pleasant drink. The thing is, they're not that fond of their guests leaving...
Preferred Environment: Wine-Grape Forests.
Environment Threat Level: Calm.
Environment Stats: Wet. Temperate. Moderate on the mundane-fantastic scale. Rare. Tangling forests loaded with vines that contain several ripe fruits.
Other Names: Grape Nymphs, Fruit Nymphs.
Affinity: Earth.
Color: Dark Blush.
Traditional Costume Weapon: Lush and colorful "grave vines" around their arms. Helps them with managing the chemical properties of fruit, including those of other biomes, and commnading the fruit as well in any form. Can also make giant vines grow with enough training.
Vince's Comment: They try to get you to drink their brew. And no, they're not easy to fight off if you just say "no," because they can fight you pretty hard without it.
Sonata's Comment: I don't like drinking that much because I make a mean drunk and that turns a lot of potential dates off. I want dates, so I keep my head clear and sharp. These Nymphs are generally fans of all kinds of fruit. But like alcoholitizing it all. They're easy to befriend if you're an alcohol buff, but once I start drinking up, it becomes harder for me to make friends. So, it's like this weird... see-saw of hard shit. I don't know.
Tania's Comment: Wine Nymphs.
Nymphae Uva.
Another type that I feel a strong connection with. There are a thousand fruit puns you can make with them but I will try to remain professional. Their bodies are adept at regulating their blood alcohol level, they have great control over their level of "drunk-ness." What practical purpose this has aside from aiding with hangovers or sobering up for social reasons, even they are unsure of. No, they are not better fighters when drunk. That is not actually a thing, aside from a strange boost to melee moves when certain alcohols are consumed. Fiction still exaggerates that.
I wrote my original entry on them while drunk. Thankfully, I have removed it before publication. ...Right before publication. I hate our editors for not not calling me out that.
Closing AN:
I figured early on we could have a "Dark Set" that doesn't involve the gang specifically "doing Hardmode stuff."