Roland Ashoff

From the Journal of Roland Ashoff

''On the night of the turning to a new year, I was ready to unveil the beverage that I wondered hopefully, would be acepted and appreciated by all.

The gathering in the Inn was large but I was not worried for I was surrounded by my family and my friends..

''The first cask was tapped !! What nerves I had, not only were we attended by Lord Eckson but also Marya, Branzig and even old Cotter were there. Of them I knew that even if this was a rancid draught, there would be no ill-will my nervous tremblings was that in special attendance were three of our friend from the nearby mine, and Dwarves all !!''

''Even I, a simple farmer know of the drinking habits of the Dwarves, it's said to them it is a holy brew. I watched as Thorin Hammersong downed my brew in one large gulp...!  He was silent for a minute or three, I confess I lost count, before uttering "Not bad....for a Human" The inn expolded in laughter and I was given many slaps to the back to celebrate.  On that night our first signature brew "Eckland Winter Ale" was born..... ''