Legend of Ransera

Befuddlement would understating the state Dakkur was in. "Drinking so early in the day? What are you guys? Alcoholics? You can't put drinking off until after we are done with our work? You know the sort of shit we work with right? And you want to be drunk while we are working? I would really like to keep my life and limbs thank you very much." They called Dakkur a killjoy after that. A buzz kill since they were in fact going for the buzz. The keg was something special just for the occasion and they would be fools to miss out on it they pointed out, based on the word on the streets. They even gave a lot of strange compromises like putting it off until lunch instead if they agreed to rush through their work in the morning. That being under the influence would actually end up having them work better, the drinks would keep them a lot more alert and allow them to become more creative when they are working on their projects. "Right... you know the boss will kill you guys if he finds out, right?" And no Dakkur was not a snitch, they did not have to worry about him ratting them out since he was not interested in getting involved.

But he would end up being complicit. "Fuck you all, what do you want me to do then?" he asked, adamant that he would not get into the drinks until after work. Watch them? "You don't trust yourself around the drinks and want me to watch you? Geez. And you wonder why the boss doesn't trust us with any of the more special projects... Dakkur was obviously not enthusiastic about this at least, until they offered to treat him for lunch if they were able to blitz through their work and earn their drinks. "Anything I want you say..." and getting the confirmation that its all what he wants, "got it, lets go!" right after they finished their work. As part giant, being satisfied from his meals was always an issue to Dakkur. He could quell his hunger but the portions from the stores were always not enough to satisfy him unless he ate like a horse or wolf. On someone else's dime there was nothing to stop him.

The morning passed rather quickly and the group quickly rushed to the Hobbled Gobbler. They were all making a scene in their excitement for the Keg of Vintusvarm and Dakkur could only look on, unimpressed. "I'm going to go get my food soooo, you guys go ahead and enjoy your drinks. I'll be waiting inside." Help finish the keg? Please. Dakkur had something else to finish and in his own performance had ordered an assortment of five of the Gobbler's specialties for his lunch which he already started on before his companions even joined him. "Why did you have to get me Vintusvarm? Ok... why did you get me two flagons of the Vintusvarm? And if you tell me as a giant I have to drink more to feel the buzz, I'm going to smash one of these over your head." And no, not even the superstition that he had to partake since he looked on at the keg was going to work either; his superstitious nature did not work that way.