Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180515143122/@comment-26383377-20180610085200

Throgar stepped into the tower, and slammed the door shut behind him. Beside the door stood a huge rack, with rows and rows of ale. With a heavy heart, Throgar grabbed it, and yanked it, causing the rack to fall over, and block the door.

The ale, unfortunately, had also come crashing down on the floor too, with only a few bottles surviving. One of which was grabbed by Throgar. He bit down on the cork, and pulled it off, before spitting it aside, and taking a hearty swig of ale.