FoodResourceSkillingConsume
Restores health and boosts reflexes for a short time.
StackableConsumableEquipped
Bonuses
- Health
- 25
- Agility
- 5
- Reflex
- 3
Tier I · Common
Fish TacoFood
Folded in a warm flour tortilla, fried whitefish showing through pale stripes of slaw and a line of pink sauce the cook refused to name. The oil has soaked halfway up the wrap by the time you get it to a table, which is how you know it was made for walking.
FoodTypeAlso resource, skilling · Consume action
CommonRarityTier I
90 $KHashValue
0.4 kgCarry1×1 — 1 cell · does not stack
60sWear60s cooldown
Entry
Item
The Fish Taco is a handheld culinary wonder. Grilled fish, zesty cabbage, and a spicy mayo drizzle all wrapped in a slightly charred tortilla. It is simple, satisfying, and somehow makes your fingers move faster.
Perfect for adventurers who need both nutrition and a slight edge in battle but not stealth.
A legendary taco, Fish Taco Ultra, which is fried fish, veggies and folded by the legendary food vendor Raul “Two-Hand” Velez.
Crafted during the Crossbay Riots but the recipe was lost to time, thus the Fish Taco is a humble homage to that legendary dish.
- Restores 25 health
- Grants temporary +5 agility and +3 reflex
- Buff duration: 180 seconds
- Cooldown: 60 seconds
- Best consumed hot.
- May attract NPCs with enhanced smell traits.
- Leaves behind a wrapper that smells like home.
“He handed it to me as the drones fired tear gas. Said: ‘Even the end of the world needs flavor.’”
- Street Survivor’s Memoirs, Vol. 3
Some say the original recipe was taught by a seafaring AI chef who only spoke in spice levels.
Credit
Section titled “Credit”
Vendor Encounter
Steam rises from the grill.
DevLog
Section titled “DevLog”- 05/30/2025 - Fish Taco added as consumable food with agility and reflex buff
Spoilage
Section titled “Spoilage”Left too long, it spoils into Rotten Food.
Mechanics
How it works
Crafting, equipment, and effects declared on this entry.
Consumption
- Perishable
- 43200s shelf life
- Spoils into
- Rotten Food
Chronicle
Lore
Sold off steel carts parked in the shade of harbor warehouses, run by cooks whose families have worked the same corner through three redrafts of the city plan. The batter recipe drifts a little between stalls and a lot between cities, and regulars rank the results quietly, in rankings the carts themselves never ask about. Eating one while it is still spitting from the fryer is a rite of passage that most travelers only realize they have passed in retrospect.
Concept by h0lybyte and Art by KBVE Pixel Workshop.