Our tale begins in Faerun

In the year 652

In the kingdom of Dalthar-lode
Lived Hallgrmr Goldenbrew
This dwarf was born but humble
a miner and a smith
But in the brewing arts
His name is now a myth
He made a blessed beer
From ingrediants far and wide
But before he found the last one
The poor old sod had died!

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They say the..
hops are boiled in dragon fire
then ferment for a year or two
then aged for half a century
Thats how he made his golden brew
At first he went to moor on high
And picked a yellow flower
He threw it in the brewing vat
and gave his beer power
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The next he found near farmlands
Orange and Brilliant red
They gave the most delightful flavour
and helped it fog his head!
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The next was from the coastline
were tides and waves are mild
The brew numbed all his injuries
and stop pain running wild!
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The next looked just like Hallgrmr

bark gnarled, wrinkled and thick
from High in frozen mountains
and helped him get drunk quick
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The next one's much more common
Hin grow it with their tyme
When added to his goldenbrew
It made his armour shine!
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The next one is far rarer
From blood of dragons old
This see through blue-white flower
Protected him from cold
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This one found near red dragons
from yellow, red, oranage shoot
gave him the strength to carry on
and numbed his pain to boot.
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The next one found in tall trees
Protected by powers higher
With lives brown silver on the top
It protected him from fire!
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the next from tree with silver bark
out swamp he once passed over
This clear and slightly sticky sap
Helped cure his large hangover
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This one from lands destroyed

named after guarding god
Nomally Indigo and quite tart
but the red ones earned his nod!
it ends abruptly perhaps there is more somewhere.