Realms of Valeron - Chapter 5
He waved his paw, holding a tall pint of ale high. "aye, indeed, my godly friends. i have been thinking." "what about?" asked roka. gunnar took a swig. the cleric wondered if the game's ale had any effect on the warrior.
The New Record (StoryGift)(FlashFic)
Iggy looked at ludwig's beanbag-shaped biceps which, despite their appearance, were still strong enough to hoist and toss around a whole keg of ale. iggy squinted, the ale bore a mushroom insignia. iggy stifled a curse.
Hangover
ales' accusation _did_come with a laugh. "guess i just can't imagine not living with everything right close by."
Ch. 14: Albrand, Village of Ideals
He snuck in to refill his flask during one of his patrols, and chugged an entire mug of ale before he left. he stumbled down the streets, not caring who may have saw him.
Terms of Service - Chapter 4
Waving tankards of ale the small green monsters all started to chant, jumping up and down as the two who had dumped a barrel of beer over him picked up another. "pledge, pledge pledge!"
Aurora: Chapter Four: The Journey
The building appeared to double as a tavern, because we were immediately greeted with the smell of ale, fried food, sweat, and mistakes.
Into The Mouths Of Madness
I ask and take a sip of ale. _not the worst horse piss i've had on the road_. its taste lingers long after it has passed down my gullet.
A Perilous Brew
The cool ale hit just the right balance of bitter and oaken flavours. she took a moment to wipe the foam from her beard before replying.
WoW: Owl Odyssey - The Acorn Contest
But most foolish of all, and making no effort for subtlety, was the young orc huntress, sitting on a stool with her third glass of so-called dwarven ale in hand.
The City
Bakhous aletank and his ale maker wife hekkogar strongbelly, she also decided to run the local inn for yer city hunter. she said making her ale didn'a keep her busy enough."
Looking Back
I watched on as he kept returning to the town to drown his sorrows in ale, the comfort of the drink gone, replaced with a cover for his torment.
The Guilded Cage, Ch 13
Smacking the lips of his broad muzzle to clear the foam from a fresh tankard of ale from his whiskers, the beastkin scholar flipped through the copious notes he'd taken during his adventures outside st almar.