The six, especially Noruas, did not hesitate. He was the first to grasp the beer. He chugged it in a small number of gulps.

Shrugging afterwards, the other five followed suit. Under the hot sun, it made their heads hurt.

Nonag belched, and made a cruel cackling sound. "Now, it is only a matter of time before we are turned into knights of the Exiles! I can hardly wait!!"

They all growled savagely in agree; even Asudem. They had been waiting for their entire lives to be free from being locked away in that cave where Dual had left them for the past 3 decades. Finally, they were released, and they came out to fulfill what they were meant to do; to kill the Hylian Knights, and avenge the Lord Ganon!

Jinraiku walks by, noticing the mention of the word " beer". Turning to face the person said it, he sees a moblin slightly shorter than him brandishing a large canteen. calling out, jinraiku greets moblin " Hail, leader of the exsiles, it seems that we endulge in the same hobby. Take this, consider it a gift from a freind." with that said he puts his hand into the folds of his cloak, as he takes his hand out the sun shines brightly on a shiny metal flask engraved with queer symbols. " this is a magic flask. it will never empty, and it contains whatever you want it to just by thinking it. now dear sir i would like to talk to you about joining your military known as the "Exiles". kneeling he pledges his alegence to Grug under the counditions that he become a war cheif.