Lundar's Library

Day 49, Year 542 of the Ascendancy

Today, as I strolled into town after a long day of adventure, I caught
the scent of alcohol in the air. I quietly pondered about where the
smell could be coming from, when suddenly, a drunk Darshak sailor
walked right into me. I was surprised, to say the least, and I fled to
town center, with the Darshak slowly lurching after me. Soon, several
more Darshak appeared, and after they were dispatched, we gathered our
forces and headed west, to combat a potential Darshak invasion.
However, when we reached the beaches, there wasn’t a single Waship in
sight. Puzzled, we were returning to town, when an alarm was sounded in
the Brewery. There, we met a force of about 20 or so drunken sailors.
Luckily, the inebriated seamen could hardly walk in a straight line,
much less combat us exiles. The battle lasted for only minutes, before
the last of the sailors hit the floor, with a satisfied belch. Thus,
our beer(or what remained of it) was saved. Check out a short Vision Stone of the event.