WOLVES MIST - Chapter 2(.2)
I might yet come out for some more ale if you think you can hide us some" snow said. chris confusedly stared at the stone steps in front of him.
The Outlander
Then i think we shall ask old jube stump for his best october ale and i'll tell all."
Chapter 7: Resolutions
As these thoughts weighed on him, he found himself sitting alone at a corner table in the royal stag, nursing a tankard of ale. the lively atmosphere around him only seemed to darken his mood.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 18
The ales, wines, and various spirits that mortal kind could concoct proved too feeble to do so. only dwarven and minotaur brews could even pierce the might of a dragon's liver and truly curl their tail.
Night City
The salty tang of the harbor mixed with the yeasty scent of ale and the thick haze of tobacco smoke. here, no one cared about their dirty feet or the grime on their clothes. no one asked questions.
Rock Lane Tavern
The wolves have a drinking contest, and for an instant their loud voices are drowned in red ale. jack joins them in drinking the rest of his scotch. he grimaces at the bite and puffs his cigarette to soften the burn.
Dragon's bane Pt1
So what is alduin doing with kegs of ale?" "it's alcohol, but it's got a bit of, potency to it." i replied, smiling. "it develops a bit of a kick." ryan replied, grinning. "oh, dear, you haven't poisoned that ale, have you?"
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Ten
The smell of spilled ale smothered the air. mirelle snarled through grit teeth. it was bad enough that stupid dragon was preventing her from holding dinner service tonight, but he didn’t have to trash the place.
The Job Offer
She fixed hazel eyes on the wooden mug of sweet, dark ale waiting to be downed. lyrah scowled and glanced at her friend trina, peeking through the oak door. “what kind of problem?”
Phoenix Feather, Chapter Two
‘oh no, i need to fit in and that means more ale.’ the cheetah fought back her body’s attempt to wince and said, stoically, “mug of ale, please.” the raccoon grabs a mug and fills it up. “awfully early for a drink, is it?”
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 7: Feathers and Fights
He slapped the gryphon on the haunches who handed him a new tankard of ale, “heh," brakkas went on, grinning darkly. “maybe that's it. got you all loose headed.
Two Sides of the Warp Token Chapter 8
“so when we… washed each other, slept together, spoke about all those things… that wasn’t the ale talking?” “ale… may have had some influence,” she admitted, staring at the spot between her feet. “did… man-thing not like bathing?