A Vignette Author: Vanth Vanth groaned, rolled over, and promptly fell out of bed. God damn if he didn’t have the MOTHER of all hangovers. His grabbed his head. It felt like the entire Ironforge Army Core of Engineers was practicing demolitions inside his skull. Never again would he mix volatile rum with Tequila. Earlier that day, Vanth had just finished brewing up a batch of Goblin Rocket Fuel for a client, and he had some extra rum left over. It had just been one experiment. The resulting concoction was interesting and hey, why not try it out? An explosion had wracked the inn. .......