The barrel smelled horrible. The goblins were scooping the ale in their dirty hands, and when that proved not
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- The barrel smelled horrible. The goblins were scooping the ale in their dirty hands, and when that proved not
- Drained the first keg to the dregs.
- I'd drop dead just having smelled it, but the baron downed the horrific beverage without even wincing. Clappin
- Drained the second keg.
- The Baron turned pale, drops of sweat appeared on his forhead, but he drained the second keg without complaint
- Drained the last keg.
- I bet his stomach was lined with dwarven steel — after the third keg of the horrific swill, the baron grunted,
- The Baron's face turned pale, then red, his eyes brimming with tears. Unable to keep it down, he spat the horr
- The goblins weren't offended. Laughing and screaming, they bellowed, "more for us!" Then they started to slurp
- "Now be third test!" The goblins howled and cheered — it seems they decided they had tortured the art of cooki
- Drained the first keg to its dregs.
- Drained the second keg.
- Drained the last keg.
- Was already going to sip, but smelled the ale, shook his head, and poured the beverage back in the barrel.
- "Why not!"
- "I'm too tired to sing. You sing, I'll listen."
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- Firmly rejected drinking THIS.
- Was already going to sip, but smelled the ale, shook his head, and poured the beverage back in the barrel.
- Bravely filled the keg from the barrel.
- "I'm too tired to sing. You sing, I'll listen."
- "Now be third test!" The goblins howled and cheered — it seems they decided they had tortured the art of cooki
- The barrel smelled horrible. The goblins were scooping the ale in their dirty hands, and when that proved not
- The Baron turned pale, drops of sweat appeared on his forhead, but he drained the second keg without complaint
- Drained the first keg to the dregs.
- Drained the first keg to its dregs.
- I bet his stomach was lined with dwarven steel — after the third keg of the horrific swill, the baron grunted,
- "Why not!"
- Drained the second keg.
- The Baron's face turned pale, then red, his eyes brimming with tears. Unable to keep it down, he spat the horr
- Drained the last keg.
- Drained the last keg.
- Drained the second keg.
- The goblins weren't offended. Laughing and screaming, they bellowed, "more for us!" Then they started to slurp
- I'd drop dead just having smelled it, but the baron downed the horrific beverage without even wincing. Clappin
- Drained the first keg to its dregs.
- Drained the second keg.
- Drained the last keg.
- Was already going to sip, but smelled the ale, shook his head, and poured the beverage back in the barrel.
- "Why not!"
- "I'm too tired to sing. You sing, I'll listen."
- The barrel smelled horrible. The goblins were scooping the ale in their dirty hands, and when that proved not
- Drained the first keg to the dregs.
- I'd drop dead just having smelled it, but the baron downed the horrific beverage without even wincing. Clappin
- Drained the second keg.
- The Baron turned pale, drops of sweat appeared on his forhead, but he drained the second keg without complaint
- Drained the last keg.
- I bet his stomach was lined with dwarven steel — after the third keg of the horrific swill, the baron grunted,
- The Baron's face turned pale, then red, his eyes brimming with tears. Unable to keep it down, he spat the horr
- The goblins weren't offended. Laughing and screaming, they bellowed, "more for us!" Then they started to slurp
- "Now be third test!" The goblins howled and cheered — it seems they decided they had tortured the art of cooki
- Bravely filled the keg from the barrel.
