Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Gandalf, Theoden, Eomer, the other captain of Rohan, Jim, Swann, Stetmann, Kerrigan, Zagara, Dehaka, Stukov, Artanis, Karax, Talandar, and Alarak returned to Edoras after the deaths of the traitor Saruman and his former minion Wormtongue. The Zerg especially remained outside of the city watching while everyone gathered in the Golden Hall and Eowyn bowed while presenting her uncle a cup.
"Tonight we remember those who gave their blood to defend this country. Hail the victorious dead," Theoden announced.
"Hail!" everyone shouted holding out their mugs and drank except the Protoss as they had no mouths.
People began celebrating the victory at Helm's Deep as they were eating, drinking, and talking amongst one another. Jim's men and the infested Terrans joined in as they ate and drank with the people of Rohan. The Protoss only conversed with one another along with Jim's men and the people of Rohan who were wondrous about them.
"Do you think it is too early to celebrate since we won a battle?" Artanis asked.
"Even if it's early, this celebration does relieve stress of battle and take people's minds off the war," Jim replied.
"We haven't party before did we?" said Kerrigan.
"I don't think so."
"No pauses. No spills," Eomer gave Legolas a mug.
"And no regurgitation," said Gimli.
"So it's a drinking game?" Legolas asked.
"Last one standing wins," the dwarf chuckled.
"Mind if we join?" Jim asked.
"Of course not, the more the merrier," Gimli spoke with fun.
"What'll we drink to? Let's drink to victory! To victory!" some of the men said.
The men, Jim, Swann, Kerrigan, Stukov, and Gimli began drinking while Legolas drank his carefully.
Eowyn approached Stetmann giving him a cup of wine, "Westu, Stetmann, hal."
"Thank you, my lady," the scientist drank.
The drinking progressed as Jim, Swann, Kerrigan, Stukov, Legolas, and Gimli drank beer one mug after another.
"Here, here. It's the Dwarves that go swimming with little, hairy women," the dwarf muttered and burped.
"I feel something. A slight tingle in my fingers. I think it's affecting me," Legolas muttered.
"Never thought I would drink that much," Kerrigan muttered.
"What did I say? He can't hold his liquor," Gimli spoke in a drunk tone before fell backwards onto the floor passed out.
"I think I have enough," said Jim.
"Me too," Swann agreed.
"I don't think I'll have vodka again," Stukov muttered.
"Game over," Legolas muttered.
Merry and Pippin sang and dance simultaneously at a table entertaining the men and Protoss. Merry accidentally kicked a mug on a Rohan captain pissing him off for seconds, nevertheless the man enjoyed the hobbits singing and dancing.
"Oh. You can search far and wide.
You can drink the whole town dry.
But you'll never find a beer so brown.
As the one we drink in our hometown.
You can drink your fancy ales.
You can drink 'em by the flagon.
But the only brew for the brave and true."
Pippin paused as he saw Gandalf looking at him.
"Pippin!" Merry got his friend back on track.
"But the only brew for the brave and true.
Comes from The Green Dragon."
The hobbits finished their song and tapped their mugs then drank. There was an applause from the men and Protoss.
"Thank you! I win!" said Merry.
Aragorn and Artanis approached Gandalf. "No news of Frodo?" the Dunedain asked.
"No word. Nothing," the wizard replied.
"We have time. Every day, Frodo moves closer to Mordor."
"Do we know that?"
"What does your heart tell you?"
"That Frodo is alive. Yes. Yes, he's alive."
"Sam, Tosh, and Vorazun are still with him on his quest. They're closing in to their goal," Artanis muttered.