Caia Morningstriker [i]definitely[/i] smelled the beer. And the pork. She wanted so badly to go over there and eat it, but she had to heat up the metals! She took the mithril in her hand and dumped it into the forge. She then dumped the gold into a separate section, the steel, and the bronze. The heat was unbearable, and she was sweating so much she thought she might burn alive. She wiped the sweat off with a handkerchief, and then looked toward the table of food. She had half a mind to resist the beer, but as her Papa said, 'the best sword is made when you're not sober!' And her Papa made some great swords. She lumbered over to the makeshift table, taking a seat. She hadn't introduced herself yet, so she said "I'm Caia. Caia Morningstriker to be exact." She grabbed a beer from the cooler, cut some bread and grabbed a bit of pork. "I'm 14. And I'm about to get wasted." she said. She guzzled down the pork and bread, and then glugged the beer. She drank a whole entire bottle in two seconds. She put it down, and smiled, her cheeks glowing red with drunkness. "I thinkk I'm gonna go make a sword now." she slurs, lumbering over to her forge. 

Actions:
Getting drunk
Heating Metals