Funnily enough, I own a drinking horn. My lovely wife bought it me, from an online shop in Russia, for a birthday some time back. Along with a Ushanka and a Cossack knife. Not sure what the message coming across was there:-) Anyway, should you happen by Gnome Towers any time I will gladly treat you to a horn of mead or any other beverage of your choice. Same applies to you, Jack, although I am not sure if treating you to a horn full would be classed as kind or polite :-)

D.