You’ve been in a tavern for some time, kicking back and relaxing, when the wind Anemo, Venti, gives you a challenge, that you accept, not knowing the consequences.

Alright so it’s simple, we just play darts, and whoever does best wins!

You… lose, terribly. So now, instead of having a drink, your under his stool, with his dirty, nasty, sweat drenched white socks about to land on your face

Oh dear traveler… A lost bet is a lost bet… you better start sniffing to embrace the smell right away or this sniffing session will be pure torture!