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Post by Constantine on Apr 8, 2015 15:22:17 GMT -7
In some back room of the Golden Plow, a dwarf with a fiery-orange beard cackled as he mixed the ingredients using the equipment before him. His goggles reflected the glow of the basement's torches, obscuring his eyes from view. He waited patiently as the concoction brewed, and leaned over to watch. A bubble in the liquid burst, sending a puff of gas up towards the dwarf, who jerked back suddenly. Reaching a hand up, he took account of his face, only to find he was now missing a quarter of each eyebrow.
Upon this discovery, he grinned. Just right.
Sometime later, he levered out the mixture into it's container to be placed into storage until it was needed later. Of course, he tasted a sample of it before he did so, making sure it was suitable for consumption.
Profession (Brewer)
10+10 (Total score)=20 gp for the day.
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Post by Constantine on Apr 9, 2015 17:33:30 GMT -7
Shay gingerly put the last ingredient into his newest batch of Liverthumper Dragonslayer, guaranteed to either knock you out after one mug or kill some large beastie. He wasn't quite sure about the measurements, being slightly tipsy himself.
The dwarf shrugged, before pouring the results into a cask, "Oh well, I bet some poor sod will buy it after a few rounds of regular ale."
Profession (Brewer)
10+10 (Total Score)=20 gp for the day.
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Post by Constantine on Apr 10, 2015 19:29:18 GMT -7
"Careful, careful," Shay mumbled to himself. If he placed this ingredient was added too quickly, it may have violent results. With utmost gentleness, the dwarf poured in the final piece into the mixture.
The brew turned a golden brown, signalling that he had done it right. Shay sighed with relief.
Profession (Brewer)
10+10 (Total Score)=20 gp for the day.
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Post by Constantine on Apr 11, 2015 21:19:20 GMT -7
The dwarf belched loudly as he rolled the barrel into the storage room. One had to wonder how he was still able to do his job while almost completely sloshed.
Profession (Brewer)
10+10 (Total Score)=20 gp for the day.
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Post by Constantine on Apr 14, 2015 14:26:05 GMT -7
Shay's ears twitched before he muttered to himself, "Could of sworn I heard someone insult me alcohol." Shaking his head of the errant thought, he went back to work making the next batch. The customers of the Golden Plow went through a bit more of the stock than anticipated with their back to back parties.
Profession (Brewer)
10+10(Total Score)=20 gp for the day.
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Post by Constantine on Apr 16, 2015 14:09:01 GMT -7
The alchemist carefully measured out a teaspoon of the strange bubbling liquid before adding it to the batch of healing potion he was crafting. Couldn't be too cautious, even with rats.
Crafted a Cure Light Wounds Potion with Brew Potion for 25 gp (1/2 base cost).
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Post by Constantine on Apr 18, 2015 8:41:37 GMT -7
Shay eyed the interior of the cask for a moment before taking a clean rag to the inside. He would allow nothing to taint his precious brew. Not even dust. After he was done, he poured in the next batch of Liverthumper Dragonslayer. It was proving to be a popular brand, despite the fact that it knocked one out after a glass and a half or so.
Profession (Brewer)
10+10(Total Score)=20 gp for the day.
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Post by Constantine on Apr 29, 2015 21:09:29 GMT -7
Shay grinned as he looked over the plans. Nothing too fancy just yet. That would have to wait until after he had accrued more funds. With a nod to the workers, construction of the tavern began.
Construction of a tavern (Bar(250gp and 16 days), Common Room(300gp and 16 days), Lavatory(120gp and 4 days), Office(120gp and 8 days), and storage(120gp and 8 days)) with a Brewery attached(380gp and 24 days). Total is 1290 gp. Construction will be completed on 5/5/2015.
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Post by Constantine on May 10, 2015 18:14:13 GMT -7
Hard at work in the brewing vats, Shay slaves over the newest batch of Dragonslayer.
Craft Alchemy to create a keg of Dwarven Stout Ale (Dragonslayer). 19 gp (Correct me if I'm wrong on the price.)
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