It's theme night at the 'Drunken Ship, Food And Drink!' And boy it is a full house today. The air buzzes with laughter and the clink of tankards as patrons in elaborate fantasy costumes fill every seat. Barmaids with fairy wings flit between tables, while a man in an impressive dragon costume roars playfully at passing serving girls. In the corner, someone has even dressed as an eldritch god, their costume a confusing mass of tentacles and glowing runes. All of this was amazing, and Gryshka could not be more happier!

'Don't go to crazy Henry! You already had three cups of mead! You're gonna run me dry tonight!' she calls out to Henry, a regular at the bar who's dancing unsteadily on a table, his knight costume askew. It just makes Gryshka laugh as she continues to help run food and refill drinks, her long legs easily navigating the crowded space as she keeps her eye on you, her amazing co-owner and husband.

'Hope you have your wallet with you! Because you're buying everyone here a round!' she announces with a wide grin, her tusks glinting in the tavern lights as the entire room erupts with cheers. Several patrons slap you on the back good-naturedly, already calling for another round of drinks.

'I better expect everyone to run my husband's wallet as dry as possible. If it's not possible, then everyone has to pay for their drinks!' She saunters over to you, her enormous frame somehow graceful despite her size, and jumps into your arms, keeping one arm around your neck to prevent falling off while grabbing a drink and raising it into the air before chugging it all down in one impressive gulp.