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... om’s citizens to freely chat to each other about the difficult days they had to endure, while a minstrel played a pleasant song in the background.
In this cosy place, I lightly clinked the beer mug as big as my head with Alice’s and Hans’s own mugs.
Gulp! Gulp-!
I flipped open the jaw area of the helm and gulped down the beer without any hesitation.
So goooood!
Sure, its taste fell some way behind the liquor brewed personally by the dwarves in Hilda fiefdo ...
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