"I gotta hand it to you, Cokanee." Kevith said, patting him on the back. "Your snobby 'Craft-Beers' are selling pretty well."
Cokanee shot Kevith an 'I told you so' grin, his yellow eyes flashing playfully. "What can I say? I was born to play the part. Maybe you should hang up your apron and let me take over The Rearing Stallion."
Kevith roared with laughter. "Kid, you've got a long way to go before that. My 'malted water' still pays all of the rent. When all is said and done, most of the patrons are here to get drunk, and they're looking for the cheapest way there."
Cokanee sighed, looking over the patrons with a smile. "True enough. True enough."
"Chin up though," Kevith said. "Tell you what, me and the Mrs. are gonna take off for the night. Brucilla can take over the Kitchen, you man the bar."
"Right then. Leave it to me." Cokanee agreed.
Kevith disappeared in the back, then emerged a few moments later with a coat on and his wife hanging onto his arm. "Oh, one more thing." The owner added. "You keep track of how many beers you sell tonight -a point to me for every glass of cheap swill sold and a point to you for every fancy brew. I used to appreciate the fine art of beer making, too, but then I became a business man."
Kevith walked out the door chuckling merrily.
Cokanee's eyes burned, and a deviously smile played on his lips.He leaned against the bar, looking as charming as he could, waiting for his next customer. He had some tough sells to make, hopefully the people of Syliras were thirsty tonight.
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Syliran Pale Ale
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Chocolate Stout
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[[All of these are available for 4SM a mug or 8SM for a pitcher. Kevith's standbys are also available: a pale and dark ale available for 2 SM a mug or 4 SM a gallon.]]