Scragg Scragg tore up the inside of the tent looking for the barrel of beer, he cut open pillows, smashed furniture, broke glass objects, anything that was breakable Scragg broke. "Where are yo barrel?" Scragg turned around and saw the barrel sitting right next to the entrance of the tent. "Ah tere be my wonderful barrel!" Scragg pick it up and made sure there was beer inside, there was. "Good!" Scragg ran out of the ruined tent, towards were his goblin brothers were. The goblins stood around the a stack of four barrels, they all mumbled a goblin prayer in their tounge. After a short while the prayer ended and the goblins picked up the nearest barrel and opened it. ((Picture drunk irishmen but with out the accent and their goblins)) The goblins danced, sang, and roared with laughter. Surprisnly the goblins did this before every battle.