It is late as you sit by the campfire. You have chosen to take first watch as your party slumbers near you. Deep in the woods, you hear a rustling of leaves. As you squint to catch a glimpse of what creature has wandered toward you, you see the light of the fire glint off of a sharp beak. You breathe in deeply to let out a scream, but the creature approaches you calmly and offers you a beverage it has kept nice and cold in a foam sheath. "Thank you," you say. "Let's crush some beers," it replies.