Beer cliches from my fantasy campaign:
Elf beer has no kick, and you have to drink gallons to get a buzz, but the flavor makes up for it (unless a Dwarf is doing the talking).
Dwarves have the most complex system of beers in existence. The gods recruit their brewers from the Dwarves (except for Elf gods). Dwarf beers are not only classified by flavor and strength but by the specific sort of drunkenness they produce. Certain Dwarf beers bring on trance and visions.
Brewers get safe passage nearly anywhere. Even among the most bloodthirsty subhuman species--so long as they spend at least a month to brew a batch. Incompetent brewers who try this find themselves declared "false brewers" and killed in amusing fashions.
Elf beer has no kick, and you have to drink gallons to get a buzz, but the flavor makes up for it (unless a Dwarf is doing the talking).
Dwarves have the most complex system of beers in existence. The gods recruit their brewers from the Dwarves (except for Elf gods). Dwarf beers are not only classified by flavor and strength but by the specific sort of drunkenness they produce. Certain Dwarf beers bring on trance and visions.
Brewers get safe passage nearly anywhere. Even among the most bloodthirsty subhuman species--so long as they spend at least a month to brew a batch. Incompetent brewers who try this find themselves declared "false brewers" and killed in amusing fashions.