"Where there is war must be bub" was the sum of all knowledge worth knowing about war, according to the orc veteran Orndyk, the Weary. And he speaks within reason, Acheron, while not crowding with kips in the middle of nowhere, does possess its share of alcoholic drinks, some capable of killing a man in a dip. The Very Dry Martini is one of those drinks. Thing is, to the drink is added, some say poisoned, salt harvested from the clash of cubes, extremely metallic and wasting. Not that the residents care, of course.
