Bruubgruub is one of the worst drinks ever invented. It was invented by an Orc who is every Orcs great, great, great, great, great, grandfather and named after the sound that one of the dwarves he traded with made when it was imbibed. It is made from a combination of various molds, fungi, and grain and sometimes distilled with whatever is laying about. It is then aged in a container made of multiple animal stomaches placed inside one another and then sealed up. You know it is done when the container starts to leak due to being eaten away from the inside by the Bruubgruub. A good Bruubgruub puts hair on a man’s chest (if it doesn’t kill him) and creates smoke when spilled on wood. Unlike wine and whiskey it is designated by the week it was made. It is also highly flammable and depending on the week it may also be slightly sticky.
Rolack took a swig of the Bruubgruub he ordered and hastily fell dead to the floor while his companion simply muttered that it must have been a really good week..