Medieval Fantasy: Rise of the Free Companies

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Raxila

Raxila laughs with Morrigan, her own a bit harsher and more bestial. She pats the bottles on her belt. "He! Hyu tink dis iz schtrong? If Hy giff hyu de real schtrong schtuff, hyu might chust kollapse!"

She turns to Morrigan and raises her glass to salute him. "Dis iz simply divine, tough. Sveeter und betta-tastink ten Jarnbrew, even tough it lacks de right kick to it."

She looks up and sees Olin, Aeryn and Ioan coming through the door and gives a roaring greeting. "K'mon in und take a seat! Dere's enough beer back dere for hall, und enough time dis night to drink our fill!"