It was midnight on the death world of Fenris, the blizzards rampaging the lands as Hralfgar chugged down a tankard filled to the brim with his favorite type of ale - Fenrsian ale, some of which are spilling from the corners of his mouth. He was shielded from the harsh cold of Fenris thanks to him being inside the Fang - Fortress Monastery of the Space Wolves. More specifically in the feasting halls, he was alone with Skjor, his Wolf Companion.

Finally, after chugging down the entire tankard, Hralfgar slammed the tankard down onto the table infront of him, causing Skjor to jerk and let out a growl. Which prompted Hralfgar to chuckle "Apologies Skjor, didn't mean to scare ya." Hralfgar laughed and slapped his knee, already getting pretty drunk as Skjor continued to growl.