Your peaceful evening in torigoth came to a screeching halt as a drunk gormotti lady came storming out the inn, slamming her arse down on your face, not knowing you were there. It stunk like spoiled milk and sulphur.

"Can't believe those bloody bastards, kicking me out cause my farts were 'too nasty' ... I'll show you lot 'too nasty'!"

She slurred to herself as she blasted farts in your face. They stunk like garbage and rotten eggs.