This stage was large. Very large even! It had to hold a lot of distillery equipment after all. The greatest brewers in the land were invited to represent their country as well as their ale. The purpose of this contest was to distil a batch of the best ale they could possibly come up with. Anything went with this contest! The winner would be decided by the judges as well as the lucky audience members chosen to get up on the stage to have a taste.
On the stage stood a large Blacscale Lizard, wearing a brewer's garb that barely fit the giant Lizard. Griss'ald the Drunk this woman was called. She looked very much cocky as she saw her competition. She knew her ale would be good, as long as the judges could stomach something strong.
This contest would soon begin when the brewers were done preparing.
On the stage stood a large Blacscale Lizard, wearing a brewer's garb that barely fit the giant Lizard. Griss'ald the Drunk this woman was called. She looked very much cocky as she saw her competition. She knew her ale would be good, as long as the judges could stomach something strong.
This contest would soon begin when the brewers were done preparing.
Sael smiled as he looked at all the equipment that he wouldn't need. He had brought with him a typical Archaian brewing rig, which essentially consisted of a large, dark metal bowl and a rack with a bunch of small bottles, along with a large kettle of water and various other ingredients.