Dairy Warriors (Patreon)

For theheftyg

"Eww, The beer here in Eichenwalde really tastes terrible!"
Mercy remarked as she took a swig of the beer.
"Tell me about it, it's too strong and dark. Not at all like we have in Sweden."
Brigitte agreed.

Little did they know they were being observed by a local god who had taken interest in these modern warriors.
" A pacifist Valkyrie and a squire playing warriors..  What a pair of milk drinkers the both of you! You bring shame on the warriors of the past"
"I shall grant you two a form and an occupation far more suitable for your personalities!"

Soon the pair found themselves changed in form and  in a strange realm full of warriors from different eras.
Only they weren't invited to join their feasts and merrymaking, the girl's part in the hallowed drinking halls was quite different.

Any northman knows that insulting beer is almost as bad as insulting witches.
There's no way you can walk away from insult like that without repercussions.
Or well maybe you can, but if there's an ancient entity observing you, then it's a good idea to keep the critique at a minimum.