Vikings tavern
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The tavern’s four long wooden tables are crowded with boisterous Vikings, their voices roaring for frothy ales and hearty mead—every bench creaks under the weight of thirsty warriors, and no table sits empty, for rowdy patrons demand swift service with tankards in hand. Keep those brews flowing to the clamoring crowds, but never waste a drop on vacant seats—the tables must never be left unattended, always bustling with laughter, clinking mugs, and the occasional brawl.
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Raise the mugs—the mead hall’s under siege! A pack of ale-crazed Vikings just stormed your tavern, and they’re not here for a polite chat over mead. Forget plumbing woes; these brutes want every last drop of your brew. Keep their tempers cool by slinging tankards faster than a longship’s oar. Thirstier berserkers? Oh, you’ll know ’em—they’ll guzzle three tankards in one breath and slam empties like war hammers. Snatch those glasses quick, or face the wrath of a rowdy, ale-deprived horde. Speed’s your shield, precision your axe. One wrong pour? Brace for chaos. And yeah, once those barrels run dry… let’s just say the bathroom queue’ll be longer than a winter in Niflheim. Pray the plumbing holds…
