Doge walking past a quaint looking bar he decided to try his luck one more time, not that he hadn't tryed his luck enough. He opened the door nonchalantly hearing the small bell . He stepped in a slowly made his way to a stool at the end. The bartender there gave him a mean look. "Who says I should have to give YOU anything to drink?" Doge slapped a sack of jewels on the table. "A whole bottle of Fairy Ale, I am a paying customer you know." He put down the glass he was drying and annoyed as he was pulled a bottle off the shelf and slammed it on his hand. It didn't faze Doge. He was used to things like this now. Even though he had a grimaced look on his face, all he could think about was another person who hated him for no reason. *Must be cursed I guess...* He thought to himself.