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*After 3 days of pounding nails, Cutting boards, And bending pipe and tubeing. A large box takes form*

*He hauls it over to the bar*

Here is a crate I constructed to hold the beer. I found a stone by the stream that seems to stay cold even after It sat in the sun all day. It should keep the beer cold aswell.

*Hes places the crate on the counter and pours the beer over the stone*

"Aye, Cold Ale"

Aislynne says in her deepest voice, then she lets out half a smile and pats him on his very tall shoulders.

"For that thou is owed much!"