An Ode to the Leringard Arms

[Krug]

* a friendly and kind dwarf with a big smile and already half empty tankard of ale in his hand*

An Ode to the Leringard Arms

When I need to get an ale
or maybe a story or tale
der only be un place to go
and dey prices der always be low
oi only go to dey Arms
It might jist be Kali's charm
For the ale there is always sweet
and dey pie's are also a nice treat
The ales come in tankards or jugs
and sometimes big ol' forsty mugs
So if you want to wet ye lips
and den leave a the brewer a tip
Go down to the Arms for a gud time
and maybe ye can listen to a few more of me rhymes

-Suds Alebrew

[Lalaith Va'lash]

*Kali grins brightly when she hears the singing of the dwarven bard.*

"Not half bad Suds, not half bad." *The gypsy offers a charming smile.* "Maybe soon you can recite it in elven too eh?" *She giggles a little and winks, humming the tune to herself as she goes busy about her work.*