Foreign Skies - Act 1
"just an ale, please.", he rummaged in his robe for a coin and placed it on the counter. the ale arrived and he took it into his clawed hand as the trade was completed.
Spotted Contact
"maybe, but maybe a certain signorina5 could have talked a bit about me to ale, maybe this misunderstanding would have happened." the painted wolf jabbed his friend, a hint of polemic in his voice. "i did talked about you, didn't i ale?"
A Bard's Tale - Chapter One.
Of his ale as he finished speaking.
Sacking Paris - Chapter 1
Sending a smile to his friend before he too took another deep swag from his mug of ale.
Departed Friend
All the ale was brewed by the inn keep himself in the cellar. only the largest towns seemed to have ale deliveries to taverns and inns. most found it easier just to make their own, and out here in the ol' pot, they made some good dark ales.
Walking In The Night
He saw his friend ale crossing the street along with his german shepherd, turning in via della giuliana and, after that, in via trionfale.
Investigation - Act 2
Neither of them paid yogoloth any notice as he went to the counter and ordered an ale. the same fox that had served him the night before was working and quickly poured the ale, took the coins and moved on to collecting mugs.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 4(.4)
He only looked up when chris pushed a mug of ale at him. he took it and drained it in four large gulps, the bittersweet liquid running down his throat. he lapped at the foam on his muzzle. "where'd you get ale?"
Investigation - Act 1
So he ordered an ale instead.
Exposing News
ale rumbled, using idle chattering to hide his nervosismo12 . "it is always good to keep track, lads, even at my age."
Streets of His City | Chapter 3
Jarris took a swig of his ale and exchanged a knowing look with his son. "oh." saaron cringed comically. "didn't take his offer, did ya?" "no, i ran," rivard said.
Trophy Assistants
ale rebuked in an irritated tone, his triangular downward ears flicking, though it wasn't clear the cause of that.