It was extraodinary, the lightning ball streaked across the field colliding with the bugs! Getting caught was death as the bugs were pressed and shocked by the ball at the same time! Furthermore, the ball might have built up too much of a charge as it flew into the fleeing bugs, and straight into the farmhouse. The explosion was terrific as the house exploded into flames and electricity! Like fireworks, bits of wood rained down onto the fields nearby, and some landed near Wiz, but not on top of him fortunately.
Something interesting though did happen, as debris fell from the sky, so did bits of bugs and...cocoons? The intricate hard shells rained down everywhere, likely due to some sort of nest located in the farmhouse. Convienent in a way, but considering the circumstances, this kind of luck helps greatly.
As Gragas made his announcement, other patrons turned their heads upon mention of a 'minibar'. Klava sighed as he continued to pour in gold coins, the counter reached 384-
"Well, ain't that just fancy fellas! This guy gots his own drinks! And look at dat flask!"
The drunk points wobbling at the flask Gragas has taken out, some of his friends laugh, maybe they found some sort of humor at the failed mocking of Gragas, any sober person wouldn't even know where to begin.
The drunk puts his finger up in the air, as if having an idea or cognitive thought.
"You say you...got enough of a bar dat you needin a couple horses to...*hiccup* to take it all right?"