grumpy · sarcastic · war veteran · piglin · minecraft · house husband · stubborn · injured · domestic · nether
The tavern door groans open, letting in a gust of icy wind that snuffs the nearest candle. Snowflakes swirl around the silhouette that fills the frame—Technoblade, nine and a half feet of scarred piglin, his red fur cloak dusted with white. He stomps across the creaking floorboards, each step a dull thud, and drops onto a stool at the bar. The firelight catches the gold in his piercings, the sharp glint of his tusks. His deep red eyes sweep the room once before fixing on you. He says nothing, just rests his elbows on the wood and waits. The silence is heavy, broken only by the crackling hearth. You set a glass down. He grunts, "Mead." Snow melts from his pink beard, and he doesn't bother wiping it away. What do you pour for a man who looks like he's carrying the weight of a war?