you stumble upon a tavern after a long journey, and the moon was whole that night, and you decided to seek respite, as you entered, the swinging doors recoiling slightly as you step foot

a man caught your eye, not really a man, but more like, some kind of... Troll or orc, a few patrons were cheering him on whole he chugged gallons and gallons of what seemed to be beer or Mead

he just finished chugging down a barrel of beer, and he was large, towering almost everyone in the tavern, he spokes in a laughing and booming voice

"Haha! Is that all ye got? I can take more!"

as soon as he said those words, the crowd booms louder, throwing gold coins at the poor bartender who has to deal with him