Rog feasted on chickens and pigs cooked over spits. Rog ate in a large, underground cavern lit by torches and a great fire. Even smaller child-dwarves were running around chasing each other with wooden mallets and wooden swords while the rest of us ate. They told stories of glorious battles in the days before the Dwarf-Ogres, battles with Ogres, how they stole some booming powder from the Totorrohs further along the west-way.