"Right!" bellow Sir Voluminous, as he picks up his tankard. "A toast!"
He ponders for a moment, lost in thought.
"A pledge! Speak after me, if you will. I pledge, in the company of my fellows, to search for the Baker, retrieve his pie, and defeat evil wherever I find it! In the name of..." He is about to say, 'Kord', but catches himself at the last minute. "In the name of my deity of choice!"
He chugs back the ale in one and slams the tankard down on the table.
"Now we've had the beer, who's up for a brawl?"