The Drunken Raven (open to all)

Busting through the door armor clanking with a rather fat beagle following the huge man in to the pub. the armored man sits down on a bar stool the wood creaking under his weight as he then bends down and picks his dog up and plants his fat body on the bar. "we will take two ales." the man said taking his helm off a beard long and braided with allot of runes, but the most shocking there was ice nipping at the tips of it. the pub was foll of noise from other patrons celebrating many things.

Melwyt was at the bar and completely drunk.  He was drinking the hardest drink available, Dragon's Piss, or so it was called.  He sees the stranger walk in and then set his dog on the bar.  He frowns and almost growls out.  Git that mangey mutt off from the bar ya ignorant oaf!  Don't nobody need ta be drinking dog fur.  He the glares at the dog as though he was trying to glare it to death.

Imusa was at the counter and got them two meads one for the dog and one for the mountain of a man. "here you go... and you over there shut up and drink your dragons piss." he said going and cleaning out some mugs with a rag. he was filling in for the owner who was down with a common fever not worthy of using medical healing on. filling in was actuly a fun job if no one knew who you where.

Enye walked into the establishment, holding his shoulders back and his head high. He was determined to show everyone how "manly" he was by out-drinking anyone who challenged him. While he was a lightweight, he liked to think he could drink all the ale in this world and the next. He sat at the bar and slammed his fist on the counter. "Bring me an ale, and make sure you don't water it down!" He shouted smugly at the bartender. The Minotaur looked around and smirked. He seemed to be the tallest creature in here, so he thought he should be able to easily out-drink anyone.

tokara would turn to the dwarf just as he got told to drink his dragons piss drink. looking at him he laughs enough to twist a smile on his lips under his facial fur. "my dogs not less hair then you dwarf i be worried you dont drink yor own fur first." the the minotaur shortly walked in asking for none watered down ale. "well ask for the cheapstuff its going to taste like water... get the good stuff well its taste like what ever the hell it was meant to taste like." he finish off his mean and then crackers his fat dog has passed out from one mead and lets out a dog fart that could kill and ape. "I'll take another mead!" he said as a loud belch echos from deep with in.

"Have some standards! I don't care if yer the temp barkeep, the usual one wouldn't allow anything like that it isn't sanitary!" Then the dog farts and this was the last straw for Melwyt. "THAT'S IT! Take your filthy mutt out of here or I'll kill it!" Melwyt was now fighting mad at Tokara and his damned dog. He draws his twin one-handed iron club maces to prove his point and that he is not joking.

Enye looked over at the dwarf. How could there be so much anger in such a little man? "Do you really think killing an animal in front of another animal is the best idea?" The Minotaur gazed at the passed out animal. Such a majestic hound. "His flatulence is deadly but look at how adorable he is!" Enye chugged the last of his ale and wiped his mouth with his furry arm. "The poor thing can only handle one ale before his light's are out." Enye stopped looking at the dog and looked to the dwarf for a moment, then back to the dog. "Say, he's about the size of you, ain't he?" The Minotaur let out a rather loud laugh before calling for another mug of ale. He was apparently oblivious to the fact that he was already becoming drunk after just one mug.