Ale

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OOC: This piece will be split up into parts, as I, as the author, believe that keeping such a set of information to take in and IC knowledge to learn about certain characters and events should be arrayed across different parts, in order to retain an easier form of reading, and hopefully interest.

The Finding Of Fhlynn

By a True Father

Chapter Two - A memory best kept silent

The Finding of Fhlynn

By A true father.

Chapter One - Death and a true family?

Chapter Five: The Flames of Memory

It had been many years, since Garmorn had felt like this - So shocked, so powerless in the face of events. His younger brother, with emphasis on "younger", had the strength and willpower to offend him, so deeply that he might wonder if this had been some form of curse from Mahal, or a dream - A memory of the past, of his previous pain, and of the dark torture that took place nigh thirteen years ago, relative to the time that this tale is noting.

Chapter Four: On Graves

Laughter, is indeed a strangeness in itself, and oddity we can not truly contemplate. At times, laughter is a sign of happiness, and joy, at others - It is to respond, precipitate, to a joke, a crudeness of sorts, then at other times it is a thing that appears when once is strongly influenced by his mug at a tavern.

After many weeks and a lot of waiting, I have finally finished my ale! I call it, the Drink of the Deathless after the eldest of the seven fathers of the dwarves, Durin the Deathless. It is strong, rich and old, just like he was! It contains the finest ingredients I could find from the stout from the Blue Mountains to the Ale from Erebor, even a few items from Khazad-Dum are in there. I decided to make it after my first ale creation, IronAle, was starting to grow old on me, now I have made plenty of drinks but the best of all is my Drink of the Deathless.

Odsi Ironarm commissioned me to write a jingle for his latest concoction: Iron Ale.

It's so good, a pail of it can kill a troll dead.

Lyrics:

~ Ironale, Ironale, ~
~ Best when served inside a pail, ~
~ When you drink, you'll never fail - ~
~ To be on a roll, ~
~ Like a dead troll, ~
~ And all that rigamarol-lo-lo-lol! ~
~ Ironale, in a pail, without fail! ~

Sheet Music:

((a sheet of musical notes sits before you, for lute.  Half of the page is blank it's so short!